Get Out: These Evil Guests And Deranged Roomies Have Got To Go
Home should be an escape from the stress of our daily lives—but these people learned that a nightmare landlord, deranged roommate, or straight-up evil house guest can turn "Home Sweet Home" into "Oh God, get me out of here" in an instant.
From disgusting personal hygiene to disturbing betrayals, these creepy house-mates make haunted houses look like dream castles.
Bad Roommates
1. Plot Twist
I have this friend, Jimmy. Great guy, always means well, but understands social interactions at about the same level that a baby understands quantum thermodynamics. So I'm having this house party, and I made it quite clear that the guest list was firm. Well, as bad as Jimmy is, he's still an old friend—so I invite him, knowing full well that things could get out of hand.
Jimmy shows up in the middle of the party and actually manages to stay out of trouble. However, it turns out that he had taken the initiative to invite my jerk of an ex-girlfriend, who showed up shortly after him.
Before the party was over, she had smeared blood on the walls and destroyed my mother's antique vase. Thanks, Jimmy.
2. Occupied
My mother in law stayed at our house. In the middle of the night, I hear her get up, and then I hear my garage door open. There being absolutely no reason for her to be going out there, I get up to go check what’s going on. I open the door and almost scream. I find her crouching over a cup PEEING in my garage. My entry startled her, causing her to spill the entire cup of her fresh urine all over my garage floor.
Her explanation was that someone seemed to have already been using the bathroom. She didn't even bother to knock on the door! She just saw that it was closed and went straight to peeing in a cup in the garage.
3. Future Serial Killer Alert
I was a kid, probably 9 or 10, and my mom had a friend and her son over for lunch. The kid disappeared for about 10 minutes, and at the time I thought he had gone to the bathroom because I really had to go.
So when he came back I quickly maneuvered my way past him into the room before the bathroom, where we had a fish tank. This would be completely irrelevant if the fish tank wasn’t cloudy and swirling about.
At first glance, I didn't know what it was, until I noticed something awful: smashed and ripped apart pieces of little fish faces moving around in the swirl. The kid had reached into the fish tank and squeezed the ever-loving life out of every single fish in that tank.
