One day I am going to be on "Biography: Serial Killer Editon" discussing what it was like living with one of my roommates who I am certain is only biding his time.
This is assuming that I'm not one of the first people on is list, which is kinda presumptious because there stands a significant chance that the list starts with my name.
Anyway, we all enjoy making use of the fact that we live in a historic little mansion. This roommate, however, makes use of it by hosting a monthly live action, vampire themed role playing game.
Besides the overwhelming clump of pathetic clustered across the first floor, the thing that usually gets to me when I get home on a friday night is the stench.
Do you know what gamer stink smells like?
May you never.
This is assuming that I'm not one of the first people on is list, which is kinda presumptious because there stands a significant chance that the list starts with my name.
Anyway, we all enjoy making use of the fact that we live in a historic little mansion. This roommate, however, makes use of it by hosting a monthly live action, vampire themed role playing game.
Besides the overwhelming clump of pathetic clustered across the first floor, the thing that usually gets to me when I get home on a friday night is the stench.
Do you know what gamer stink smells like?
May you never.
maelwys:
Gamers smell like cat pee-pee. Well maybe not, I go live roleplaying in Chislehurst Caves in Kent. Basicly me in tartan (hey, Im a Scott! Sept Simpson of Clan Fraser to be precise) running around beating people as hard as I can with a rubber sword screaming 'stitch this yew bastard!'. Its great fun. Release through relief!