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I was in a sticky situation back in 1990 with a former roomate. He was alright and we each split the rent and other bills, but then he let this 18-year-old punk in that stole my food, dirtied dishes, and even schtuped a girl in my bed. Then he wanted to fight me. I kicked him to the curb and found out that he was stealing my socks as well, and had a warrant out for his arrest. We got kicked out for keeping this guy, and I vowed I'd never have a roomate again unless it was a spouse. My wife and I married in 1994, and she's been the best roomate I've ever had.
One of her friends wanted to stay with us, and this included her husband. I said no, and this was a good thing. This guy divorced our friend and ran up a $600 phone bill. I might have been stuck with this as well. When in doubt, don't move in, or let them move in.