Apartment Thought #112

Special Apartment Thoughts! Guest Appearance edition!
Bobby Yeh:

Ken's such a jerkface, I hate him sooooo much. Collectively, we spent maybe around 20 minutes to half an hour searching under my couch cushions for his pomegranate-flavored chapstick. My fingers hurt, I have couch lint in my mouth, and there's dust in places I didn't know existed. As I sit here typing, Ken lays on my couch, listening to Michael Jackson and lamenting about his tormented soul. How do I summarize my life's experience with one such as Ken? I somtimes wonder how I'm still alive and functioning. As he passes out on my furniture while rubbing his nipples, I ponder about how we became friends, and whether I'll ever escape his horrible clutches. Precedent says no, but I will keep hoping for the best. Finally, I'd like to add that Ken broke his own rule for his blog. He is having me do this post in a condominium, which is clearly NOT an apartment - it makes all the difference. In closing, I'd like to say Ken is a terrible person and he'll never, ever change.