A sort of love hate relationship with my housemate
Me and housemate Ken get in a fight and do you know who gets victimized? It's me, and guess who's doing the blue most of the time even if I'm weird? It was not me, it's Ken and nobody believes me, they protect him, taking advantage of him because he's old and in a wheelchair.
But what about me? The poor responsible man who's an alright guy, nothing wrong with me who's only responsible, only busy and has been for 2 and a half years since we moved in here, who pays for the household items, pays his taxes, fills in the forms, has a good cleaning, comes home after having a good time and Ken gives me shit when I get there, it's simple: while I'm out behave yourself in my house before I get there.