Giveaway Day Nine, Part One: “Being Human” on DVD
TSJ has always believed in the power of giveaways–and in our kickass readers the past few months. As our way of giving back for the holidays, we’re rolling out our biggest giveaways yet with our 12 Days of Giveaways free shit blowout. Every weekday for the next few weeks, we’ll be giving away everything from DVDs and books to gadgets and furniture for you to stuff your own stocking. Keep your eye out for the daily post to see how you can win hundreds of dollars worth of freebies.
We’ve heard (and experienced) some pretty insane stories about bad roommates in our time, but most of these stories have involved bad, human roommates (human in technical terms). Raise your hand if you can say you’ve lived with a vampire (a real one, not just a goth dude with a sexual fetish for chomping on clavicles), a werewolf (nope, the guy whose back hair continually clogged the shower drain doesn’t count) or a ghost (sorry, your roommate with albinism doesn’t fall into this category)? Anybody? Didn’t think so.
Being Human is the BBC’s answer to Twilight, The Vampire Diaries and all of those other desperate attempts from the U.S. to capitalize on the popularity of the supernatural on screen, with a slight twist of turning down the volume on all of the nauseatingly cheesy teenage angst. Sure, the three main characters on Being Human are kind of sad and pissy, but not because of some human succubus they fell in love with at the cafeteria—they’re legitimate monsters; they have a right to be pissed off.
Mitchell, a vampire; George, a werewolf; and Annie, a ghost, try to deal with fairly usual problems three twentysomething roommates might have, with the added and not-so-usual complication of their monster identities. Each one came into their new lives unwillingly, and if that wasn’t enough, they have a crop of crazy fundamentalist Christians after them to procure them for experiments. College finals don’t sound so bad now, eh?
If you’re sure you just can’t take another season on the couch with your old lady watching the newest CW series about vampires or werewolves or she-devils or whatever, give Being Human a shot. There’s actual conflict, some semblance of a plotline and occasional awesome British banter about nothing at all.
We’ll give you a headstart. We have copies of both season one and season two of Being Human on DVD to give away. Win ‘em here:
In the comments below, give us the best of your worst roommate stories. It probably won’t compare to walking in on your werewolf roommate going through “the change,” but, who knows, maybe you’ll surprise us.
The commenter with the best/worst story gets seasons one and two of Being Human on DVD.
Giveaway closes Friday, Dec. 17.
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“Giveaway Day Nine, Part One: “Being Human” on DVD”
1:04 pm on December 16th, 2010
New College Roomate: Hey man, why do you sleep with your door locked?
Me: Why do you know I sleep with my door locked?
It was the beginning of a tumultuous relationship with a guy that ate my food, hit on my girlfriends and loved to overflow the toilet and leave.
3:27 pm on December 16th, 2010
well i didnt walk in on my roommate. but i was visiting my girlfriend at her dorm and she had the top bunk. and her roommate was there watching a dvd on her laptop and my girlfriend and I had sex while her roommate watched a dvd and had no idea. it was great.
10:23 pm on December 16th, 2010
I was a sophomore in college a few years ago, and I was randomly placed with this odd guy I sort of knew named Bill. He was in my same degree program, so we had some classes together.
Bill and I shared a bunk bed. He slept on the bottom bunk, and I slept on the top bunk. One night, I woke up to something grabbing me. I looked down to the foot of my bed, and Bill was just standing there, with my big toe in his hand. He just stared at me for a good, long while. Being half asleep, it took me a few seconds to realize what was happening. After staring at each other for about 30 seconds, I just said, “Bill…what’s going on?” He replied, “I don’t even know, man.” He let go of my toe and got back into bed. I didn’t sleep for the rest of the night.
Bill and I got along okay, but from then on, I was always afraid he was going to eat me while I slept. We never mentioned that incident, and he dropped out at the end of the semester. I haven’t seen him since.