One day I spontaneously threw a party and some random guy showed up, from about 30 minutes away. No one knew him, no one know how he found my address, etc.
We decide to embrace the party crasher and give him a chance. He was saying really odd things so we decide to re-locate to another friends house.
I shout to everyone we're leaving and we did a scan of the house. Checked every room and the front and back, creepy guy was MIA.
We leave my house for 4 hours and come back to continue partying in my basement. All of a sudden I walk upstairs and there is Mr. Creeper,drinking ALL my milk and eating bread. Raw.
No toppings, no butter. Some primitive shit.
We ask him how the fuck he got back in the house. His response, "I took a nap. In your closet."
THE FUCK!? I didn't think I'd have to check my CLOSEST before leaving my house.
He comes back downstairs and we called him 4 taxis. He kept going outside and sending the taxi driver away...
I had to go to work and my friend was still up so he took this guy for a very very very very long walk and forced him into a cab.
Guy found me on FB and kept telling me I was the coolest girlfriend he'd ever had. I had never been so happy to move out of my place 3 months later..