Pete Davidson, 26, has become America's quintessential large adult son. He often jokes about living in his mom's basement, but life really does imitate art. Davidson really does live in the basement while his mother lives on the upper floor of their Staten Island, New York, home. And Davidson's basement room looks exactly like what you imagine it does. Come along for his home tour, stay for the crusty socks under his nightstand.
He's smoking weed during the tour, because of course he is.
Davidson took us into the basement of the home he shares with his mom as part of his new Netflix stand-up special, Pete Davidson: Alive from New York. Naturally, he can't show us his living space without lighting up the devil's lettuce, so that's how the tour begins. Here we go.
We see his extensive hooded sweatshirt collection.
As you can see, Davidson owns a lot of hoodies. Well, you could see them, if they were arranged in some semblance of order, and not haphazardly hung up and folded like Marie Kondo's worst nightmare. He shares his Guns N' Roses sweatshirt and "very yellow" SpongeBob T-shirt. Cool, bro.
His bathroom is a literal black cave.
Next, he leads us into his bathroom, which he calls a "porno bathroom." He laments that no one has used that very fancy shower except "me and [my] boys" because "it's hard to have a porno moment when your mom is upstairs."
Here's his video game area.
Like any episode of MTV's Cribs, Davidson inexplicably has several friends over playing video games while the camera is filming. Here, you can see the cacophony of crap surrounding his TV, including a plush alien wearing a New York Giants jacket. The alien's name is Kevin, in case you were wondering.
Davidson's father was a New York City firefighter who died in the 9/11 attacks.
He shows us his "dead dad shit" in the form of a framed photograph of him that sits awkwardly on top of his speaker. The frame is way too big for the photo, because of course it is.
He lets his guests sign his wall.
I'm not talking, like, a guestbook or a dry erase board. Davidson's guests write on his actual wall. If I did something like that in my room, my mother would have handed me that drywall for dinner. Also, one of the lights on his moon phase neon has burned out, and that somehow makes this all feel more real. Later, we see his friends getting tattoos in his totally clean and sanitary kitchenette.