The roomate you dread-they act how the name sounds...gay-o. they will live on your xbox and never ask for permission, and pester you endlessly while u play it. You will probably be driven to password protect your xbox, a sad sad day indeed. worse comes to worse, hide the powercord, lest the bastard child wakes u up at ungodly hours with the same shitty guitar hero song that he plays over and over. message in a bottle is a good song and all, but come on. 693 times in a row? you douchebag!
most likely, he's fat and/or pudgy, with what is known as "bitch titties." He's the kinda kid who would wear a t-shirt in the water at the beach...you know, the person too ashamed to let their "bitch titties" flop out in public. This is the kinda kid whos bed you want to move into the bathroom, just to get him the fuck away from you. god forbid he get's a girlfriend, or you will never hear the end of it because he thinks he might get some from whatever butch ass sasquatch looking bitch. chewbacca has better features than this unholy bitch, or so u can assume. you don't have to see, u just know...
his facebook will probably be the most humiliating thing you've ever seen. when u frantically look him up to see who your new roomate is, you will cry to yourself when u see the scene/emo looking web...

a tall black kid that hangs out with queers like shawn coopass and levi