Roommate Stories?
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- sumojim0
About 12 years ago I moved in to a student house with a few people from my college course.
All was cool, except one guy. He was nice enough when he hadn't had a drink. But one drink and he went nuts.
One night I was lying in bed and I saw fire under my door, I opened my door, and on the floor was a mug with a little tube in it, and out the top of the tube was toilet paper which was on fire.
I saw my flatmate sitting on the stairs laughing. I picked up the mug and walked towards him, he started shouting at me to put the mug down.
I refused.
He told me it was a pipe bomb.
I put the mug down.
The fuse went out and my flatmate was sitting playing with his bomb, putting the lighter closer and closer to the pipe.
I'd left him to it and gone back to bed, then there was a bang.
H e was clutching his hand when I got to him. The pipe bomb had gone off and he had a cut in the back of his hand.
It didn't look to bad, so he was going to go to hospital the next morning (this was Saturday night).
The next day, his cut had scabbed over, and so he left it.
Two weeks later his hand swelled up, a piece of metal was stuck in his hand and the wound was infected.
He was lucky not to lose his hand. I moved out...
Beat that!