How so? I told him to get his hand out of my face. He says "its my house I will do what I want." He took all of my clothes and threw that at me in his living room and then tells me "They better not be like that when I get up in the morning." I'll tell you what.....the clothes have not been moved from where he put them. He took all my dirty ones and threw them in with the clean.
First time i cried. Second time i went all wolverine on his ass.