Comments on: Raising the Rent

By: Snowblind2000

Snowblind2000 — Mon, 07 Feb 2005 22:49:31 +0000

Here’s a landlord story…funny or not here goes. Okay, it was my first apartment after high school. After looking at several crappy places, my roommate and I met this landlord who showed us a basement apartment. The place was a pit, and the “living room” had a 3 foot bong sitting on the coffee table with a half packed bowl in it. The landlord was very nonchalant, and after seeing the bong, introduced the room as the apparent, “party room”. Not long after the showing, we found ourselves moving in and cleaning the place up (it must have been the left over aroma…and a reduced rent for the first 2 months for cleaning). (Side note: the previous renters didn’t leave the bong (dammit!). Once the place was habitable again, we had all sorts of problems – water leaking from bath above, floor drain “coughing up” chunks of who knows what, etc. We finally had enough and called the super to fix the problems. He barely looked at the issues at hand and was distracted by my guitar sitting in the corner. He proceded to sit his fat ass (at least 400lbs) down and play a cheesy tune about girl scout cookies while my roommate and I looked absolutely dumbfounded. We only “lived” in the place for a year and we never got a thing fixed.
MORE BEER!
Chris

By: Stu

Stu — Sun, 06 Feb 2005 20:37:42 +0000

Speaking of Playboy vs. Maxim…

The each held their annual Super Bowl parties, and it looks like Maxim keeps throwing the better party. One of these years I’ll actually go to one (it would help if either the Jets were in the Super Bowl or the Super Bowl was in NYC, but still…).

By: Celeste

Celeste — Sun, 06 Feb 2005 07:31:08 +0000

bernieh wrote:
Ok, since it didn’t make a difference to the gag, I replaced it with “Playboy”. I hope you know what that is.

thanks :D boy are they gonna cry over that ehehehe :)

By: joerez

joerez — Sun, 06 Feb 2005 02:27:57 +0000

Current landlord where i live is a bit of a pimp…
He sent me a hooker for my last birthday… it was his sister >>.
… Being a decent person I didn’t have sex with her, but yeah… lets just say i am not looking forward to my next birthday here in daytona.

By: Chaos Kitty

Chaos Kitty — Sat, 05 Feb 2005 14:05:01 +0000

Gotta love that animation you made. I wish I could dance even half that good. :?

By: Cave Monster

Cave Monster — Sat, 05 Feb 2005 02:16:44 +0000

Great strip!

My old landlord Gary, was in the Mafia (I live in Providence, almost all landlords are mafia here)

One time he came over with this guy who walked right into my roommate’s room and started looking really closely at his music collection.
“I’m Gary’s uncle” he said in a very thick RI accent
He runs his finger along a row of CDs and says
“You got a lota tapes” Then he thumbs through a box of tapes
“You got a lot of CDs. You got any of those uh… movie CDs?”
“You mean DVDs?”
“Yeah! I wanted to get my niece one of them, you got any of the kids ones?”
I have no memory of what happened after that.

By: VIRus

VIRus — Fri, 04 Feb 2005 22:12:11 +0000

Hehe, this episode was great. Funny how Abe can tell by the taste of mail of what they are 8)

By: desert_drum

desert_drum — Fri, 04 Feb 2005 21:25:23 +0000

Treach wrote:
Sweeet! We got trailer trash on the boards. Welcome!

I had a psychotic land-lady who I’d always fight with over random apartment bullshit…. every time we had an argument she’d start screaming, then slam down her phone, then call back 10 seconds later very apologetically. You could set your Timex to it.

Not only that, but overeducated, underemployed trailer trash! And as a bonus, I lived in the South. :shock:

Yeeesh, at least tell me you tried to negotiate lower rent during those apologies – you deserved something out of it.

By: Treach

Treach — Fri, 04 Feb 2005 21:13:46 +0000

Sweeet! We got trailer trash on the boards. Welcome! That’s a great story.

I had a psychotic land-lady who I’d always fight with over random apartment bullshit…. every time we had an argument she’d start screaming, then slam down her phone, then call back 10 seconds later very apologetically. You could set your Timex to it.

Bernie that animation is HOT!!! Any chance we’ll see an Abe and Preston dance video?

By: desert_drum

desert_drum — Fri, 04 Feb 2005 19:54:46 +0000

Ahhh, landlords.

I’ve been pretty lucky with them too over the years (that’s *been* lucky, not *gotten* lucky); even the strangest one was pretty cool.

In grad school, I was living in a trailer park (always a wise thing to do in Illinois….). The places were pretty honky-tonk, but the rent was amazing. I lived toward the front of the park, maybe 50 yards from the office.

So one day a friend came to visit. He looks all the stereotypical biker – long hair, beard, huge, leather-clad, etc. – and he plays that up to the hilt. He thought it would be funny to roar up into the yard, leap off the bike and start pounding on my door and bellowing for me to open up NOW, dammit. So I let him have his fun, and as I was about to open the door, he just…stopped. For about 5 seconds, dead silence. Then, in a very meek voice: “Uh, could you open the door? Now? PLEASE?”

When I opened it, I found him, looking a bit on the pale side…and behind him, with a shotgun jammed in the small of his back, my landlord, looking more than happy to let fly.

A nice person would have leaped to explain. I’m not nice. :twisted: I gave him a few good seconds to sweat before I made it all better.

You know, come to think of it, I kind of miss that landlord.