The new guy at work (nineteen years old, six foot eight, three hundred and fourty pounds, and very chatty just my luck)) was telling me today he found ultra-hardcore dwarf-on-horse pornography (or the like) on his computer. Knowing the files weren't his, he confronted his roommate (who confessed), and put a password on the computer to prevent additional downloads.
Now, maybe its just me, but I tell you this: if I had a roommate using my computer to download animal pornography while I wasn't around, the first thing I'd do is steam-clean and sterilize every surface of my computer. And possibly have it exorcised. Then I'd consult the Magic Eight-Ball about continuing to co-habit with said roommate. And then regardless of the result, find someplace new to live.
Or at least move the computer out of my bedroom.
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