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That woman - the hoarder with the moustache that could play piano (she could, not the 'tash).
The dead cat in her garden was bad enough, but the one in her wardrobe! Jeeeeeeeeesus!!!! The bloke chinny-reckoned it had been there a year! Imagine having a dead cat in your wardrobe for a whole year! It would stink, and the one in the programme was stuck to a scarf that had been hanging up. There's something wrong with that lady.
> He was quite simply the most filthy old man on the face of the
> planet.
> every bit of urban detritus he could find, he kept
My Trebus rocked!
> Borat Sagdiyev wrote:
> they should have stuck that old bint in a wardrobe and fed her
> kitekat
> through a gap undreneath the door.
>
> how the hell anyone could live in house where there are dead cats is
> beyond me. did noone think to give her a psych-evaluation, with the
> possibility of straight-jacketing her and slamming her on the
> express train to the loony bin?
>
> and that tash was inexcusable. we have a miracle invention called a
> razor, maybe someone should've mentioned it.
>
> The razor is a great invention. And as for leaving Tiddles in the
> warderobe- what was she doing? Making catskin slippers?
> Made me puke. >:-(~~
Gah, I need to start shaving :(
> Mr Trebus was an old guy that kept mountains of rubbish in his house.
> And by mountains i mean MOUNTAINS, he couldnt use his toilet because
> of the junk (he went in the garden), and he couldnt sleep in his bed
> either.
He was quite simply the most filthy old man on the face of the planet.
every bit of urban detritus he could find, he kept
> they should have stuck that old bint in a wardrobe and fed her kitekat
> through a gap undreneath the door.
>
> how the hell anyone could live in house where there are dead cats is
> beyond me. did noone think to give her a psych-evaluation, with the
> possibility of straight-jacketing her and slamming her on the
> express train to the loony bin?
>
> and that tash was inexcusable. we have a miracle invention called a
> razor, maybe someone should've mentioned it.
The razor is a great invention. And as for leaving Tiddles in the warderobe- what was she doing? Making catskin slippers?
Made me puke. >:-(~~
how the hell anyone could live in house where there are dead cats is beyond me. did noone think to give her a psych-evaluation, with the possibility of straight-jacketing her @ss and slamming her on the express train to the loony bin?
and that tash was inexcusable. we have a miracle invention called a razor, maybe someone should've mentioned it.
Or someone else? Or am I watching the wrong programme? :D
And didn't they ask the woman why she had dead cats in her house?
my parents are rich and as a kid all I ever wanted was to play Hungry Hippos. So one Christmas they took me into a nearby warehouse to give me one of my 1000 presents and lo and behold I'd got a full size Hungry Hippo set made from an artifical football pitch, 100,000 footballs and four Nile hippos, Larry, Curly, Mo and a girl one that never got named. I used to play the game for hours but soon got bored of it and wanted to get rid of the whole set. Easier said than done because I couldn't simply leave the game in the loft or under my bed so I had to get inventive.
As I'm lazy I'll cut the story short and simply say that my disposal method was ingeneous but I'll never forget the look on the milkman's face!
If the tale had involved a wardrobe, it would have been relevant and possibly factual. It didn't so get over it.
Really what did you expect?