What's The Most F*cked Up Thing A Guest Did At Your House?

A friend of mine kicked a hole in the wall because he lost a game of rock paper scissors. He was sober. We were all sober.

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My teenaged stepbrother drank a shitton of our booze after we went to bed, and then projectile vomited all over the bathroom. He hit all the walls, shower, floor, sink, and mirror. NOTHING hit the inside of the toilet. My husband, brother, his wife and I spent FIVE hours cleaning that crap up. The next time he visited, he stole all of my husband's muscle relaxers, (he had shoulder problems at the time) then denied taking them while completely f'ed up. That was the last time we let him in our house.

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Not entirely guest situation but it was at one of best mates 21st. After the dinner and drinks with the family we hit a few bars and he had sorted a hotel room for a few close mates to keep drinking and crash out.

One of his work friends also joined us, he seemed like a cool dude and that was the first time most of us met him. So it's about 5.30am and we are all sitting at this big ass dining table in the sitting area of the room all kinda quiet, drunk/stoned/trippin.

This guy walks past and goes to the toilet and everyone was kinda fucked so we were sitting there really quiet jus sorta phasing out. The bathroom was right near the sitting area and we hear him go inside, lock the door and immediately we hear him throwing up. Like it was loud and sounded like projectile.

We all look at each other n still don't say anything. I make eye contact with my mate and I say "that doesn't sound good". The guy then washes up and walks out and immediately, I shit you not, says "hey bro I think someone threw up in there, it's a mess." I said "didn't you just throw up in there?" and he denies all of it and didn't even try to clean it up or anything. The birthday boy was too trashed to clean it and me and another mate ended up cleaning it so he won't get charged by the hotel. That guy was a dick.

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My cousins band used to practice at the lead singers house. During the week there were no parents there so it was kind of the party house.

People came in and out. One day they ordered a pizza and all chipped in about 15 bucks and left it on the kitchen table. They go back to practice until it gets there.

We go back up to pay when the pizza guy pulls up and realize that my friends drug addict neighbour had just come in a few minutes before and scooped the money and then left. We all had to scrounge up the pizza money ASAP in random change. Thankfully the pizza guy was cool. We were in high school so it's not like we all had tons of money to our names.

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When I was really young, for like my 7th birthday I received a new Gameboy and a few games for my birthday. I loved it so much. Like 5 days after I got it, it ended up missing. I was devastated and had no idea what happened to it.

I suspected a babysitter had stolen it, but had no proof.

That following Christmas, a kid on the bus had received a Gameboy AND the exact games as a present.. From their cousin... who was my babysitter.

Needless to say, I'm 100% sure my babysitter stole my Gameboy and games.. From a 7 year old.

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He took a bowl of spaghetti O's to the guest bedroom, in the new house that we had just moved into 4 months prior, where he proceeded to drop the entire bowl onto our off white carpet.

In his desperate attempt to fix the problem, he used the bath towels and a few linens to try and wipe it up. All this did was grind the sauce and pasta into the carpet. Some people might be really mad about that part of the story, but it gets better.

Since he didn't know where the carpet cleaner was, or the steam vac, and since he didn't want to bother my wife or I with his screw up, he proceeded to use bleach to try and "make the stain disappear." After he left our home, two days later, we found the mess and attempted to clean it up with the steam vac. It removed the majority of the red sauce, but once it dried, if became obvious that the carpets had been bleached.

I know you're wondering, what ass hole would do such a thing? That responsible person would be my father in law.

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Ordered a pizza for himself and expected us to pay for it.

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Mine is a house guest.

I got a call from a high school friend asking if I could house a friend of his for a week. The friend had just been relocated to my city and needed transition housing. I agreed.

So this guy arrives. He seems nice enough. A few days in, the situation changes. The night before the "incident", I made a big pot of stew for dinner the next day. I get home from work to find my apartment re-arranged. He is in the middle of going through my closets when I walk in. He's re-arranging items and throwing boxes out. I stop him. I'm in shock.

I then go to heat up some stew. He ate the whole flipping pot. He didn't even leave me a bowl.

I was dumbfounded.

Later found out guy was a speed freak.

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Put the cat out on the balcony at night when everyone was sleeping "because she wouldn't stop meowing". We lived on the 14th floor. Found her in the morning hiding under a tree with 6 broken ribs. He never even said sorry.

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Bad guest story! I got blackout drunk for the first time at the house of someone I'd met only a few hours earlier, locked myself in the bathroom, and vomited copiously while clutching myself and sobbing hysterically. I texted them the next day apologizing and offering to clean up any mess that was remaining or pay for any professional cleaning they might have had to do.

They responded saying that they had no idea that even happened, because apparently one of the things I did while blackout drunk was scrub the bathroom down and clean up after myself. Apparently that bathroom hadn't been cleaned since they moved in and my drunk self could not handle vomiting into such a gross toilet.

You'd think this would be a one-off, except I did this again a couple years later at my own apartment. My roommates were really confused to wake up to a sparkling bathroom. And I still don't understand it.

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Had a couple stay over one night after one too many drinks...they slept on our pull-out couch, never heard a peep from them. Woke up the next morning and everything was put away as if no one had ever been there. A few weeks later when I went to pull out the couch...I discovered one of them had peed the bed, made up the sheets and then closed the couch without saying anything. It smelled REPULSIVE... They were never allowed to sleep over again.

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