"Part of my kitchen floor are thick with dust, grease, part of a broken mug, a few mummified oven-chips, a desiccated used teabag and a couple of pieces of cutlery", says Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic. To most people, that's filth. To some of us, that's dinner. Tell us about squalid homes or obsessive cleaners.
(, Thu 25 Mar 2010, 13:00)
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The emulsion thing is awful... but the paint might have at least hermetically sealed the years of dried urine/manky shower-water/pubes trapped in that carpet.
Bathroom carpets are wrong. So very wrong.
And I really worry about those furry toilet mats and seat covers, too.
(, Thu 25 Mar 2010, 19:43, 1 reply)
the place was basically a doss-house, my neighbours were a man who'd been living rough in the local park, an alcoholic who liked to shout at himself and a man who ate nothing but weird meat. the smell from his room was unholy
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