Miss Megan HorrorShow asked:


I’d guess that hes around 19. Lets call him “Shroomie”. So check this out. He and his friends stay up til all hours of the night running around like ferrets on crack, jumping off of stuff and shrieking like screaming mimis. One day Shroomie came to my door and asked to borrow 50 cents, which I gave him since I collect laundry quarters. Another time he asked my hubby if he wanted to buy his cross bow for $20. When said hubby declined, Shroomie asked to borrow $20. No, we didn’t give it to him. Then today he came to the door and asked for toilet paper, and I gave him what was left on the roll in my bathroom. Then tonight he has the nerve to come to my door at 11pm and ask for batteries!?!?! WTF! No, we didn’t give him any, and I won’t “lend” shroomie anything again, no matter how small. How do I kindly tell this kid to get a job without sounding like an adult. I was 19 at one time, but I was never like that. I always had enough cash for shrooms AND toilet paper. Priorities
Catz- I did feel bad, cuz it seems he’s been dropped on the noggin
Tommy- The only money I gave him was 50 cents. If he bought drugs with 50 cents, I want his dealers number.

Julio

Sullivan Smith asked:


I’ve got, like, this thing I need to take care of, and I got to get some stuff for my studio apartment like soap and chopsticks. Like, I’ll totally pay you back next week, man. You know I’m good for it. Remember when i didn’t tell your mom you were smoking pot in her closet. I mean, she found out, but I so didn’t tell her. Come on, man, help me out.
Christ… look, you guys all know I’m just kidding, right?

Pamela