Ha ha ha, I couldn't help it that they all wanted to move in.
Maybe ye preferred the dirt, toilet, mould and pet under pants for company.
How did ye all survive it and not get seriously ill from the place?.
Christ, some gruesome stories there.
All ya need is one to go pee on the toothbrush and kill ya
Alcohol and youth.
I used to work with fish for my final year project.
I once brought home the minced fish and left it in the garden.
We had cats and dogs around our house for ages.
You must have rented a dodgy flat sometime or did houseshare Aislegullim?.
Lol, I bet you your toothbrush was the first thing you packed before you legged it back home.
I can't understand why your neighbours complained, ye seem like the perfect tenants.
They actually threatened to kill us a few times.
Hey listen you lot, tenants aren't so wonderful either
I've had dead cats in freezers, hoarders, pigeon fanciers inside the house, horses in a garden, a massage parlour I won't even tell you about the dead ones, Jesus millions of flies my car bombed to kill fleas
The list is endless stop moaning
11 in 30 years.
Only 5 where I've actually gone in and found them, the others the nice policeman did and I stayed outside.
The smell is awful, you can taste it. I never get used to it, but it's not the sight if it that bothers me, it's that people die alone and it takes a stranger to find them, that still bothers me.
On the upside there are a few that wouldn't have lasted much longer if we hadn't found them, those days are good ones