The Housemate Issue

So we have a housemate who's a real ass. I mean, prime donkey cuts here. So, today I decided that I'd respond by embarrassing him. I shan't leave his name, since that might be construed as illegal, but shall hereby call him the code name Strebor Werdna. (Anyone have a mirror nearby?)
So, this morning he was talking about a breakfast of champions, and when I finally woke up enough my boyfriend texted me back saying that chances were his champion breakfast was probably either pot or beer. Go figure.
So he got ready to go:


Yes. That is shaved hair.
And With the amount of it on the tub, sink, floor and tub mat, I'd assume he shaves. Everywhere. Euw.
Then he leaves it all over because he's a dirty little... (insert name here).
And, he walked into the house early this morning and left these:

That's his door there. And those are muddy shoe prints.
Now, this is nothing, really. I should have been keeping a video diary of his assholishness. I just never thought about it now. Oh well. Attachment of camera to hip.

Time to get around to placing water on the floor by his door so that he gets the picture. Maybe he'll learn that he's a pig.