There was a potato in my hallway.

Seriously. There was a potato in my hallway at my apartment. Bottles of urine on the rooves and potatoes in the halls. FML! I don’t make this stuff up. PLSF

Is that a bottle of urine??

I almost titled this post: “Let’s Play….What’s on the Roof?” But after closer inspection I decided a title with the word urine in it would have a much more exciting effect.  Although I may have to pull out the game-show-esque title out in the future.  Let me explain.  The apartment complex where I live has [...]