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The Shoe String Incident Every time I come home I find his shoes on my floor and I hate it. They smell of shit and mildew and my entire room reeks of nasty. Sometimes I like to bring my lady friends over, and they leave, not because my bed isn't made, but because these horrid shoes are on the floor, and they think they belong to me. They don't, that stupid emo kid leaves them in here when he borrows my computer and it makes me just sick. He cries in them at night, using them as a pillow for his sissy little head, and all this mildew grows when he sticks his nasty bacteria covered stumps for feet into those shoes. We have a rule around the house that the piece of shit can't take off his shoes unless he is outside, so why are his shoes in my room. Leave the fuckers on, you ass face! - Angry Roommate
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