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"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)
"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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Leaving things too long
I woke up one morning and noticed a small discoloured circle on the ceiling. "Huh" says I " It hasn`t rained in a while, must be a leaky pipe". So of I go to work, and when I get back in the evening after some grub and a hot bath I goes to bed.
I check the status of the stain."Bollocks it`s grown. I`m definatly going to check the loft, tomorrow".(I do natter to myself, company you see)
I awake the next morning and, yep it`s grown even more."Shit this is getting serious", off to work and when I get back more grub, some telly and of to bed trots I.
I go into my bedroom and hear an odd noise, "alarm clock must be on the blink again".
And then I switched on the light and discover a massive hole in the ceiling."Oh shit,for fucks sake I want to go to bed, sod this bollocks"
I look on my bed and see the biggest dead pigeon I have ever seen perched upon the end of my bed. Dead except for the wriggling of it`s entire body. What to do? I was tired and did the only thing I could think of, open the window to let the flies out and slept on the settee. The lovely council pest people removed the remains the following day.
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( , Fri 26 Mar 2010, 0:38, 1 reply)
I woke up one morning and noticed a small discoloured circle on the ceiling. "Huh" says I " It hasn`t rained in a while, must be a leaky pipe". So of I go to work, and when I get back in the evening after some grub and a hot bath I goes to bed.
I check the status of the stain."Bollocks it`s grown. I`m definatly going to check the loft, tomorrow".(I do natter to myself, company you see)
I awake the next morning and, yep it`s grown even more."Shit this is getting serious", off to work and when I get back more grub, some telly and of to bed trots I.
I go into my bedroom and hear an odd noise, "alarm clock must be on the blink again".
And then I switched on the light and discover a massive hole in the ceiling."Oh shit,for fucks sake I want to go to bed, sod this bollocks"
I look on my bed and see the biggest dead pigeon I have ever seen perched upon the end of my bed. Dead except for the wriggling of it`s entire body. What to do? I was tired and did the only thing I could think of, open the window to let the flies out and slept on the settee. The lovely council pest people removed the remains the following day.
Yum
( , Fri 26 Mar 2010, 0:38, 1 reply)
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