my old fatty roommate showered like once every 3 days so you guys were lucky. he even had a well paying job (although later they fired him for "unknown reasons"). luckily the house was a 4 floor townhouse and i didn't have to see him almost ever. once i went to his room (rare occasion) and literally the entire thing was filled with soda cans and food. he even kept a bottle of hot sauce on his desk at all times LOL. had ants starting to show up so he had to pay to take care of that. he actually ended up getting a personal trainer and going to gym one day. isn't that a happy ending? (lol jk he quit going the very next day.)