I live with one of the Residence Assistants (RAs) for my Residence Hall (since "dorm" is apparently an inappropriate term these days?), and every semester the RAs are required to decorate a couple bulletin boards throughout the building with activities or educational materials.
Right now, the bulletin board outside my room (which I'm assuming my RA did) is a collection of random movie and TV show images, with the title "WHAT ARE THEY SAYING?" and little word-balloons for us to fill out and affix next to the images.
Among the Jack Sparrows, Leonidases, Jean-Luc Picards, and Britney Spearses...there is a picture of a Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dweller. My mind was blown by this inclusion, though I recognize it was probably more a case of him doing a google image search for "monster" or something like that, than being a fan.
I gave him a word balloon saying, "There's a Visine for that."
You should leave him an anonymous note suggesting he visit our very own 'Humorous Caption' board. He'll probably wind up in a corner somewhere after he gets a load of our special brand of humor. :teddyr:
If you got a C.H.U.D. in your dorm you might want to move or at least hope it eats that guy who blasts lame music until 4 in the morning the night before you got finals.
And here I thought I was the only Hideous ****ing CHUD in my building:
(http://i538.photobucket.com/albums/ff349/Saucerman_photo/chud.jpg)
Quote from: meQal on March 02, 2009, 12:34:19 PM
If you got a C.H.U.D. in your dorm you might want to move or at least hope it eats that guy who blasts lame music until 4 in the morning the night before you got finals.
In my college dorm days, the guy next to me would play his guitar all night. It wouldn't have been so bad but the guy apparently only knew four songs. One of them was a Hooty and Blowfish song. Talk about inhuman.
Quote from: WingedSerpent on March 02, 2009, 05:50:55 PM
Quote from: meQal on March 02, 2009, 12:34:19 PM
If you got a C.H.U.D. in your dorm you might want to move or at least hope it eats that guy who blasts lame music until 4 in the morning the night before you got finals.
In my college dorm days, the guy next to me would play his guitar all night. It wouldn't have been so bad but the guy apparently only knew four songs. One of them was a Hooty and Blowfish song. Talk about inhuman.
Sounds as if you would of been greatful to have a C.H.U.D. to feed him to after the umpteenth time he played the same song.