I couldn't resist.
Do not ask to stay w/ me for 2 weeks, and then give all kinds of reasons for why you can't leave for the next 6 months.
Do not dirty up my toilet and leave the mess for someone else to clean out.
Do not eat your fried chicken and then leave the bones on a NAPKIN on my counter!
Do not let me leave for the weekend on Thursday, and come home on Sunday and find that the trash can is over-flowing.
Do not call yourself finally moving out of my house, and leave your furniture. It is now mine.
Do not let me open a closet that I LET YOU USE to find that a pile of dirty clothes that reaches from the ground up to my bosom.
Yes, these all really happened. Moral of the story? NEVER LET YOUR SO-CALLED BEST FRIEND OF 5 YEARS LIVE W/ YOU!!!
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