How clean is your house?"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.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 25 Mar 2010, 13:00)
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It was the first day of term..."You just pour some milk into a mug, sit a light bulb in it, put it in the microwave and the bulb lights up... it's great."
"Woooooowww" we chorused as the bulb sparked into life before our heavy-lidded eyes, but our fascination passed after a few short blinks and attention was swiftly returned to watching a mushroom head chase a small dinosaur while a princess and an Italian fired shells and dropped bananas.
The bulb remained in milk atop the microwave and drew occasional curious glances throughout the remaining year. Soon its position was fortified by discarded pizza boxes, unwashed utensils and at least one flashing yellow light, drunkenly lifted from a nearby roadworks, as though our living cliché wasn't already sufficient enough.
It remained there as each term trundled into the next; gradually fading from view amid the ever growing mound of ming that swallowed the space we once called our kitchen. It was the first step on a swift journey towards a complete health hazard and it was the last thing to be removed at the end of the year.
"Wooooowww." we chorused as the bulb was lifted at arms length from its mouldy home. "That's truly fucking disgusting..." and so it was.
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Moey, Fri 26 Mar 2010, 10:44,
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And loA click for this was duly given by yours truly.
(And yes, that IS truly fucking disgusting).
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SpankyHanky, Fri 26 Mar 2010, 13:04,
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