Personal HygieneThere comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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Helen and CurrigDirty bastards. they lived in a tiny cramped terraced house with my friend.
They are truly the most pretentious knobends I've ever met (I've been nominated for a Children's Bafta darling!), they lived in abject filth despite being so full of middle wank it was unbelievable. They used to let their many cats crap everyone, layer everything in matted cat hair and walk across the kitchen counters (you could actually see paw prints). Helen 'couldn't' wash cutlery. Allergic see. I don't know how the poor dear managed to eat with the things!
I was over one night, trying not to die of cat-piss allergy only to hear them slag off a woman on the TV for having a peach bedroom and coloured wine glasses. What a faux pas!
It's turns out cat shit is chic.
(, Mon 26 Mar 2007, 17:48, Reply)
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