Phat Humor

I know somebody. This person isn't just an ordinary person. He's a roomaholic.

That's right, this person is always in his room. He never leaves his room. Not even for school. That's also right. He doesn't go to school because he is so preoccupied in his room.

He rarely gets fresh air. The only time he can even possibly receive fresh air is when he sticks his head outside a window to smoke. And even then, he is just inhaling toxic chemicals. So, yeah, no fresh air.

This person only leaves his room to eat and smoke. He set a bathroom limit to three times per day because he needs to go back to his room.

He doesn't even work. He expects everyone to do everything for him, then when he is asked to do something, he doesn't.

But wait, he just left. To go somewhere! Even for a short time, he went somewhere! Oh, how I rejoice in the fact that he went somewhere!

(If you or someone you love suffers from being a Roomaholic, then kick them out of the house.)