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.
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.
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.
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Date: 2004-08-25 07:23 pm (UTC)Sounds like fun to me.
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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.
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Date: 2004-08-26 11:29 am (UTC)I would suggest putting the desk in front of the door.
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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...
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Date: 2004-08-26 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-26 11:53 am (UTC)Need help moving your desk?
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Date: 2004-08-26 02:44 pm (UTC)Maybe.