With everyone else seeming to be looking for roommates, I figured I'd toss my own hat into the ring. Anyone reckon they can stand to live with a good polite country boy? Ignore anything Gee says about my habits, I'm pretty easy to live with.
I think you might be right. "What happens when you put a country boy and a city boy in the same room...and they're both mutants? Find out on...When Crazy Mutant Roommates Attack!" Or something like that.
If there aren't, Sam's a Polite Country Boy. According to legend, they know how to knock on doors and wait for an invitation before entering. A rare breed, the Polite Country Boy, to be sure.
I'll check for a lock when I get my desk hauled up there.
Yes, little sisters who think they're comedians and make fun of their big brothers might want to consider locking themselves in their room to avoid tickle attacks.
Oh, I know you weren't. But if Sam were to forget to knock at an inopportune time, I'd be forced to get revenge in some fashion, and a prank is about as harmless as one can get.
Speaking as somebody who's still finding little explosive bundles of packing peanuts everywhere, your very own living space is the best place to start a prank war.
no subject
Date: 2004-08-25 07:23 pm (UTC)Sounds like fun to me.
no subject
Date: 2004-08-25 07:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 10:42 am (UTC)I'll check for a lock when I get my desk hauled up there.
no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 11:29 am (UTC)I would suggest putting the desk in front of the door.
no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 11:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 11:43 am (UTC)Perhaps I should put my desk in front of my door now...
no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 11:53 am (UTC)Need help moving your desk?
no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 02:44 pm (UTC)Maybe.
no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 11:43 am (UTC)