A couple pages into Marvel Team-Up #5, Spider-Man meets the Vision, who is suffering from epileptic fits (and also excruciating "I AM A MERE SYNTHETIC DUPLICATE OF A MAN" emo, but only one of those things will be fixed by kicking the crap out of the Puppet Master by the end of the story). Spidey, being a legitimate genius, decides to schlep Vis sixty blocks back to his apartment.
The one he shares. With his arch-enemy's kid.
He leaves Vision on the couch and goes to check on Harry. In full costume.I guess his spider-sense would've gone off were Harry sitting up watching porn, or something, but that still strikes me as a terrible idea. That said, that's one of the creepiest single panels of Spider-Man I've ever seen - him all looming in the doorway, hunched molesterly over the sleeping form of his roommate, as if plotting with illest intent.Spider-Man brings vigilante justice into the home.Suffocation by way of a facefull of web-fluid's still a better way to go than Goblin serum-induced poisoning, honestly.
This one's actually the closest to how I figure living with Spider-Man would be:A constant stream of annoying jokes, delivered smugly.
(As is customary in situations such as these, I encourage you to make your own - here's one with empty thought bubbles and one where I went to the trouble of clearing the caption, too.)