My roommate just said... "Can I eat the soup that's on the front porch?"...my life is white trash.
Also.. the other day, another roommate climbed onto me while I was laying in my bed and proceeded to purr and say, "I'm a kitty"....my life is white trash.
I made a grilled cheese because i was starving and whilst i was distracted by the ever so interesting facebook I ended up slightly charring one side of the grilled cheese... I proceeded to fix the problem by scraping off the black film till the bread was a happy warm brown again. The sandwich rocked after that
my life is white trash