They broke our one TV and didn't pay for a replacement. My family has always been dirt poor and my mom busted her butt to buy that stupid TV, too.

Everyone has a story from their childhood that still pisses them off, this is mine. I was five years old and my snotty older cousin was over at our house. I had just gotten a copy of Mike Tyson’s Punch out for my birthday. He was getting his butt kicked by king hippo and he got so angry he rage quit. But he didn’t just rage quit, he ripped the cartridge out of the Nintendo and spit into it. Then he threw it across the room and stormed out.

I told my parents what happened and they told his parents and they made him apologize, but the game was ruined. It would kind of play, but would freeze up all the time. My family barely had enough money to get me the game for my birthday never mind buying it again. I was sure I would never be able to play it again.

Then for Christmas this little brat got Mike Tyson’s Punch Out. So my older brother went over to his house and switched our ruined cartridge with his. It was awesome.

My in-laws hated me. We invited them over for thanksgiving dinner and, upon arrival, they asked me to leave and come back a few hours later because they wanted to “follow their tradition of preparing the meal alone as a family.” They are now my ex-in-laws.

I had just moved into a new house. I invited my one friend over for celebratory drinks cause hey, I just got a house. Things were going great, we were tipsy and having fun. My boyfriend was coming home so I made her a bed on my pull out couch. Boyfriend came home and we all went to bed. Around 2 am he heard rustling around, he thought nothing of it. He just assumed she was drunk and playing with the cats. I woke up around 4am and got a bad feeling and woke up my boyfriend.

We went upstairs and noticed the bed hadn’t even been touched. Pillows and blankets still folded. I turned the lights on and noticed my front door was open and all the cats were gone. Further more into looking around we noticed his wallet was open and over a $100 in money had been taken out, our change bowl was empty and his Xbox and brand new elite Xbox controller was gone, as well as my laptop. She stole his medicinal marijuana and broke glasses .I called her freaking out and she said “I left cause I didn’t want to hear you 'doing it' (which we never had) and she let my cat out to run away because she didn’t like cats. She then proceeded to say my partner was a jerk who was cheating on me (she had never met him until that night).

We called the cops. She denied stealing anything. I messaged her fiancé saying what she had done and what she had stolen, he messaged me text screenshots of her asking how much she could get for his Xbox and Xbox elite controller, thus proving she did steal it. Sent all these screenshots to the cops and they went to her house a couple times and eventually find her hiding in there not answering the door on purpose. She got charged with petty theft and they found out she committed fraud against her fiancé and her dad. It was a total nightmare.

Some idiot thought it would be funny to pour vodka in my aquatic turtle tank. Pongu is ok, the dude isn't.

A Christian missionary and his wife were invited to our home as a guest of my partner; he'd known them in grade school. The husband kicked my dog when he was scared by the fireworks so barked during the story he was telling about being in Africa helping kids.

What a juxtaposition of morals! We immediately told them to leave. They acted very confused about it.

I was a kid probably 9 or 10 and my mom had a friend and her son over for lunch. The kid disappeared for about 10 minutes, and at the time I thought he had gone to the bathroom cause i really had to go. So when he came back I quickly maneuvered my way past him into the room before the bathroom, where we had a fish tank. This would be completely irrelevant if the fish tank wasn't cloudy and swirling about. At first glance I didn't know what it was until I noticed smashed and ripped apart pieces of little fish faces moving around in the swirl. The kid reached into the fish tank and squeezed the ever loving life out of every single fish in that tank.

I’m pissed just typing this even though it has been years. Some of my wife’s family came to visit. The idea was that on their way to the Smokey mountains they would stop and visit with us for a day or two since we seldom see each other and our house is on the way. Turns out that was total BS, they just wanted to use our house as a free hotel. Which, to a degree, is fine. I don’t mind lending a room to a family member.

But they were not even remotely cool about it. First, they called and asked if we could have something for them to eat because it would be late when they arrived and had no time to stop. So I decided I would make a lasagna since I’m kind of known for that in the family. So I spent like $60 and several hours to make two big pans of lasagna since it would have to feed several people. They showed up with chic-fil-a bags and said they had already eaten.

Then they went immediately to their rooms upstairs, not to sleep but to watch TV (which is in the bedroom) without hardly saying a thing to us besides “hi how's it going”. Then in the middle of the night one of them got cold and turned the thermostat up to like 77 degrees which means the heater ran non stop for hours and hours and we woke up damn near in a sweat. When they woke up they asked if I normally cook breakfast. I said no, not on weekdays because I have to go to work. They gave dejected looks so I was like, fine, I can make breakfast. Would you guys like waffles or eggs and bacon? They said eggs so I made a metric ton of eggs and bacon and left it for them because I had to go to work.

When I got home they hadn’t even touched the food I made, the kitchen was an absolute disaster because they decided they wanted waffles instead and helped themselves, without even asking, dirtying every damn dish in the house and ruining my waffle iron because they left it on until it auto shut off but by then had burned the batter until it was fused to the thing and the whole house reeked of burnt waffles for two days. They also clearly scratched my wife’s car as they left because it was in the driveway and coincidentally had huge scratch where maroon paint had rubbed off and guess what color their van was. I asked them about it and they said they had no idea how it got there.

Had some relatives over, and despite very, very clear instructions to not flush feminine products down the toilet, they did anyways. Destroyed our septic field, almost $10,000 in damages overall. When confronted, they just denied it, despite the fact that the 32 pads that where pulled out of the system matches the brand that they had while they were over.

My cousin’s boyfriend walked over to my ant farm and shook it. I was 7 and devastated.

My grandpa was visiting us for a day and I was ill. Had fever and all so I was in bed, resting. After we all ate lunch, I crawled back into my bed. 5 minutes later, he came into my room, kicked me out of my bed and started to have a nap.

My mom came to my room to check on me few minutes later. She found me laying on the floor next to bed and kicked him out of my bed, told him to leave. I was like 10 years old then.

Wasn’t home when this happened but some family friend I’ve never met and their kid comes over one afternoon.

Kid gets bored and decided it’s a great idea to disassemble every LEGO build I’ve kept over the last 10 years. Almost everything was built from imagination so no instructions to rebuild again. I was devastated when I got home seeing LEGO pieces spread across the entire floor of my room.

Dyed her hair red in our bathroom sink - staining the brand new granite countertop, then dripped onto the new tile floor, then dripped onto the hardwood floor in the hallway, and ultimately slept in our guest bed with wet, freshly dyed red hair - staining the sheets and pillowcase.

This is about an undisciplined kid. I hate those. My mum attempted to hold piano classes in our house once, and there was this one time when a mum and her young (like 7 years old) daughter came for an inquiry. All the time the mum and my mum were standing and talking, and the daughter was walking around touching everything, opening all the containers, looking in, playing with things... And the mum acted like she didn't see a thing. The daughter opened a container above our piano, and pulled out sheets of stickers. MY stickers. She really liked them and turned around to ask her mum, "Mum, can I take these?"

To which her mum replied, "Yeah, sure!" As if it's THEIRS!! My mum didn't say much and shy as I was I didn't say anything either. Over a decade later I am still angry about the incident. The girl just went ahead and took my stickers!

Stole my dads methadone for chronic pain. My dad was hospitalized until his script was refilled. This was an older "friend" that I thought was cool. Luckily his a*s got arrested. I felt so guilty bringing that POS into my home.

My husband let a former coworker crash on the couch because he had been drinking and we didn't want him to drive. Woke up the next morning and he had stolen our computer, a cell phone, a little bit of cash, and our cigarettes. Turns out he had a drug problem. We got our computer back.

Had a drunk friend puke on my son's bedroom floor, he thought it was the bathroom. (My son wasn't home, thank goodness. ) Had a different drunk friend pee all over my bathroom floor- which I discovered by walking into the bathroom the next morning- while wearing socks. I need to stop letting drunk people stay over...

Puked in our washing machine and didn’t tell anyone. Found it a couple days later when we went to do laundry...

A friend of my dad lost his house, and we had a former B&B so we invited them to stay with us. We housed and fed them for weeks while the found another place. For that, we got roaches, criticisms of our food (my dad was the executive chef at a freaking country club and was a damned fine cook), but that wasn't the worst for me, then in my late teens.

The day they left, I went to play my favorite game on PlayStation: Sled Storm. Couldn't find it. Overturned freaking everything, but I couldn't find it. In searching, I noticed something even worse. My SNES, all games, and half my N64 games were missing in addition to Sled Storm. They had stayed with us as a favor and stolen half my s**t that I had paid for with birthday money saved up over years. F**k those people.

Uncle tried to fix our computer. (It wasn't broken.) He then broke it. Did the same to our perfectly working dishwasher. Then he denied everything.

Not sure if this would be considered rude but for sure not a good thing to do. I had 2 Australian kids staying at my house for a baseball tournament one time. One of them was a chronic bed-wetter but never told us. He stayed for 5 nights and peed the bed each night without telling us. Instead each night he pushed whatever he peed on to the end of the bed. First night the sheets, second night the actual mattress protector to stop any pee from getting to it. (It was a bunk bed my brothers and I slept on as children) and lastly he peed directly on the mattress for 3 nights. Ruined the mattress and we had no idea till he left. The real kicker though is when he took a nap on our new couch. Peed all over it and then fled the scene and we assumed the dog had done it, until we saw the bed that is...

I think that is something you should tell people who open their home to you so they can prepare. And please, don't sleep on the couch if ya know ya got a problem. Also, not trying to shame anyone for this kinda stuff. I feel like its more common then most people realize and I honestly just feel bad for him. Just wish he could have been honest with us so we could have helped him out a bit.

While my husband and I were gone at work my mother-in-law took it upon herself to clean our house and "organize" our things. Twice. Yeah, she's only allowed in the house on an invitation only basis now.

My wife's sister was traveling through the area where we live on a cross-country trip. My wife hadn't seen her in 10 years, (and hasn't seen her since, this was 8 years ago). She gets a hotel a few miles from our house, updates her facebook, and doesn't call. My wife has to basically guilt her into meeting us somewhere or stopping by. She decided to stop by, and she brought her tiny loud dog with her. It peed and pooped all over the house while we briefly visited (less than an hour). She didn't offer to help clean it up. I've been married to my wife for 15 years, and it remains the only time I've ever met that sister. Seems like a decent trade.

She threatened to kick my precious lil kitten because "she's not a cat person."

I had a friend over and we were eating some of my mom's chili. He took one bite, pushed the bowl away, and said very loudly at the dinner table “this is not good. Do you have anything else for me to eat?” Needless to say we weren’t friends after that. No one insults mom's chili...

Happened to me in the 3rd grade, my mom’s friend’s son stole my holographic hockey cards. I didn’t even notice until the next day when I saw him on the bus showing the cards he stole from me to his friends.

One time a younger guest went on my parents' iPad and bought around $70-$80 worth of in app transactions. They were young but the response after getting caught was along the lines of “The guest should be given nice things.” They were young so maybe they didn’t know better.

We had a bunch of pizza in the fridge we'd ordered the night before they arrived. There were three other families already there, so we had ordered a lot and there were many much leftovers, and everyone who was there at the time had pitched in to pay. The one family who hadn't been there for pizza arrived the morning after and were talking about going out to eat. The families were all okay with this, thinking it'd be great to have lunch in individual families and get back together for dinner. Everyone was loading up, including the most recent arrival family, but when we drove off, they unloaded, went back inside and ate all the pizza.

We would've told them it was fine if they had said, yo, could we eat that pizza for lunch, but pretending they were going someplace and then sneaking back inside and eating it was so shady.

Stole medicine out of my bathroom after eating my food, and smoking all my cigs that were on the table. I know they stole the medicine because of the blood curdling scream that come out of the bathroom because the medicine they ingested was the pills from a UTI. They numb your biz but make you p**s bright red. Dumba** thought he was dying. I didn't even invite him, he was a roommate's guest.

Stole my forks. Such an odd thing to take from someone but they stole them. They weren’t even fancy ones. Literally cheap forks you buy at Walmart. Like the ones that are like 4 for a couple bucks.

A guy came in, and when no one was looking, took a single bite out of every single apple in the counter basket.

One of my best mates came to spend the night, so my folks decided to splash out and get Chinese takeout for everyone. I come from a family of seven, so he made eight. We got 5-6 dishes and two big tubs of fried rice. My mate helped himself to the ENTIRE first tub and, when confronted about it by me, helpfully pointed out that there was still another tub. For the seven of us.

This may not get read, but whatever it meant a lot to me at the time. I was a pretty recent college student who at the time was willing to give people a chance. Still do, but less trusting now. I had this one roommate who was just a massive narcissist and borderline psychopath (purposely manipulated people, tried to toy with their emotions to get a rise out of them...the whole thing). And the only reason I put up with him was my other roommate who was a great friend.

Mr. Ponytail narcissist decides to bring his friends (plural) over for something he liked to call “getting Wednesday’d”; which was a ritual of getting hammered in the middle of the week. Well, us productive members of college don’t usually do this. I try and ignore it per usual and fall asleep.

Next morning I found out one of his extremely overweight and equally as terrible human friends decides to try and fight everyone at the party for trying to calm him down because he’s loud and its a Wednesday, people are trying to sleep (crazy concept, right?). Well, I find out they finally restrain him and he goes to sleep....on my futon that I love.

This giant tub of lard decided to open up his bowels. All. Over. My futon. Pee and poop everywhere. I’m still bitter about it today.

One of my friends in kindergarten wanted a beanie baby I had and when I told her she couldn’t have it, she took it away from me and tried to flush it down the toilet. Then, when the toilet started overflowing and my mom came in, she started crying and said I did it. We did not stay friends.

My grandma visited from out of state for my high school graduation. She stayed for 2 weeks past my graduation, threw a fit if I tried to sleep past 9am, and told my mom that she needed to work less so she could clean the house better.

My roommate and I used to make dinner for friends every Monday. Everyone knew and I never spread the word, a bunch of random people would just show up each week. One guy never missed it even though I didn’t actually know him that well, just tangentially through co workers, and didn’t really like him much to be honest.

One night he got there very late and helped himself to the food which was pasta that night, cooked al dente. As soon as he tried it he started b*tching, “This is the most under-cooked pasta I’ve ever had, it tastes terrible, someone needs to show you how to cook pasta” etc. I just took it without saying anything, thinking to myself “Sorry it’s not my fault your mom has over cooked your macaroni your entire life”. But after that my motivation for doing the weekly dinners died, and I stopped. Personally I would never ever say anything bad about someone’s cooking as a guest at their house even if it was terrible.

Ahhh man...looks like I came late to the party. I have a perfect one. My old roommate needed a place to crash as he'd gotten kicked out of his NEW apartment that I helped him get as a reference. My wife and I are both very good friends with him. I had already left for work and he was asleep on the couch downstairs. My wife comes down about an hour later and startles him...he's asleep NAKED on our couch. He gets up...realized he's naked and then grabs the blanket to cover up. We had a talk...where my wife and I both explained that you can't sleep naked on your friend's couch...where he tried to tell us that we were being ridiculous... because...the sheet was a good enough barrier to keep his naked body from touching the couch.

Then 2 weeks after he leave .my wife starts noticing bites on her legs. Bedbugs. He gave us motherf*****g bedbugs. It took us MONTHS to get rid of. My wife cried almost daily there for a little while she was so stressed. We ended up getting all new living room furniture because of it.

Now, we love the guy. He's dopey at times...and we knew that going in. We just didn't realize how painful of a situation this would have caused. That said. He paid the exterminators fees over the course of 6 months and he genuinely felt horrible. So he's not a bad guy...just dumb sometimes.

I shared a house with a few friends, and one of them let a broke friend crash in a large closet we had. A couple days turned into weeks and then into months, and it all came to a head one day when I got home from working construction in the middle of winter. I was literally caked in mud and shivering and when I walked in the front door I could hear the shower running and closet guy was sitting on the couch in a bathrobe. I asked him who was in the shower as I was dripping mud on the floor and he replied "Bobby. And I'm next." He was not next.

While sober: Drank directly out of my milk carton. While drunk: Pissed on my standing bedroom fan.

Let a neighbor lady come over with her two young daughters to use our shower because her slacka** husband hadn’t paid the water bill. Went upstairs to the bathroom after they left, the bathtub was clogged with pubic hair. All over.... the sides of the tub, bottom of the shower curtain, everywhere. Apparently she decided to change her hairstyle from 1970s’ Hustler to Y2KPenthouse....

Had some friends over and one of my buddies went to the bathroom. When I walked in I heard something rattling. He was stealing vicodin that my wife got the day before from getting a root canal, and still needed.

My wife and I let one of her classmates stay over one night a week during a semester of grad school rather than commute an hour on questionable roads during the winter. The classmate in question would take the vilest shits in our guest bathroom and never flush. Needless to say our relationship soured after that.