My roommate and I went out pretty hard last night. We both had awful days at work, got toasted at our softball game… it was time to tie one on.
We got back to our place, met up with some friends, got several cases of beer, and started pounding.
After we were about 8 deep we decided to go out. We hopped in a cab and for some unbeknown reason went to Nanny O’briens — i hate that place and smelled extra bad last night. So we get in there and immediately hit the bar. We were shooting whiskey, throwing darts, guzzling beers and cat calling every girl in the bar. It was altogether turning out to be a great night.
so after browning out for about 2 hours we left…. hopped in a cab and went home. At about 4:30 AM I hear this groaning inside my bedroom. All the lights were off and it was pitch black — I couldn’t see anything. I was totally scared shitless until I turned on the light. There he was, my roommate, standing in front of my dresser, butt naked peeing all over everything - my clothes, a pair of shoes, and my wallet which I’d tossed on the ground when I got back. I got out of bed and started yelling at him but he was a total zombie. He was totally done. I went closer to him and I smelled something terrible, far worse than just his piss. It smelled like rotten eggs and puke. I looked down and saw a stream of brown going down his leg. At the bottom of his feet was a swirled up pile of crap.
I was totally shocked. I grabbed him and turned him around — he’d stopped peeing and was just standing there idle at this point. When he faced me I noticed that he had puked on himself, probably before he sketch-pissed in my room.
I’m still in total shock and I don’t want to go home. Is this reasonable grounds to leave a roommate even though he’s a pretty good friend? does he need help, like an intervention?
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