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Mr Newton sighs, "ever known anyone so spoilt you would love to strangle? I lived with a Paris Hilton-a-like who complained about everything, stomped her feet and whinged till she got her way. There was a happy ending though: she had to drop out of uni due to becoming pregnant after a one night stand..."

Who's the spoiltest person you've met? Has karma come to bite them yet? Or did you in fact end up strangling them? Uncle B3ta (and the serious crimes squad) wants to know.

(, Thu 9 Oct 2008, 14:11)
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My Neighbour is spoilt
Not so much in the 'Daddy's got a yacht' sense, but in the Mum won't let her duties go sense.

Twice a week her mum comes round and cleans the house top to bottom. She then takes all the dirty clothing and returns next visit with it all washed and ironed.

You may think that mum is just helping her young daughter out as she has too hectic a life?

But then you realise her daughter has never worked....

Is perfectly healthy...

Is married with 2 children.....

is 46 years old!!!!!!
(, Tue 14 Oct 2008, 7:26, 6 replies)
to know what she'll do when her mother finally kicks the bucket.
(, Tue 14 Oct 2008, 8:56, closed)
I thought that too.
The mother's at least in her mid-60s by now.
(, Tue 14 Oct 2008, 9:05, closed)
The mum is in her early 70's
I fully expect my youngest daughter to go round if her mum ever karks it, offer her condolences, then give her a price list for hoovering and ironing. (the little mercinary)
(, Thu 16 Oct 2008, 8:29, closed)
*click* for the last line :)
(, Tue 14 Oct 2008, 9:13, closed)
where do people get these mums?
When I was 11 mine showed me the ironing board and cooker and that was it.

Must admit when I see people who don't / can't look after their own personal needs, to my eyes, they look...well...retarded.
(, Tue 14 Oct 2008, 11:25, closed)
i lived with a friend for 2 weeks and, one night, i decided to treat her to my home-made rhubarb crumble. i bought the ingredients and brought them home. she took one look at the rhubarb and said"what the fuck is that?" i told her, then asked where she thought rhubarb came from.
"tins" she said.
(, Wed 15 Oct 2008, 23:38, closed)

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