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"Oh god no !! I would leave !! I work full time and have teenagers so my house isn't always tidy ... But it's clean !! Dirty smelly houses are a no no !!" Yeah me too. Would you tell the meet thats the reason you're leaving? Oh the awkwardness lol "Eh sort your gaff out" | |||
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"Yes, I experienced a major case of this on a meet organised through another fishy site many years ago. I soldiered on bravely until I put my foot down on a plate of half rotten food that was under the edge of the bed. Two things happened. The smell was almost visible and there was a load of gunge squashed up between my toes. I began to retch and had to run to the bathroom. Can we just take a breath at this point... . . Seriously bad move on my part. The bathroom was like nothing I had ever seen before. There were a few dark panels on the wall that used to be mirrors and the toilet bowl was just, jesus, awful. I was retching but couldn't bring myself even to throw up in it. I ran back out, grabbed my clothes from where I had discarded them on the stairs, shouted about how something urgent had come up and ran... I threw up in a flower bed at the front of the house and then ran as fast as my two little legs could carry me, my shirt and shoes under my arm. Sweet Jesus, I can snell it even now all these years later. I must have thrown up alot green times after I got back to the car. The wet wipes wouldn't even get rid of the smell from my foot. " Oh my god! Im lolling Thats absolutely horrific!!!! Dirty mare! "The smell was almost visiable " Funniest thing ever haha | |||
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"I often think what Id do if I rocked up to someones house for a meet and it turned out their house was filthy. I dont mean untidy. That wouldn't overly bother me. I mean dirty and smelly. I think id have to leave no matter how hot the person. Anyone ever experience this? Do you leave or soilder on through the mess like Ross in Friends lol Px " Partner and myself went on a meet, knocked on the door, scurried through the door before the neighbours could see, I cant say it was dirty, but jesus was it cluttered what made matters worse was the bedroom, it was like the freight hold of a friggin airplane, and what topped it off was, the bed wasn't made.. cheeky fuckers,, and out the door we tripped.. | |||
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"I often think what Id do if I rocked up to someones house for a meet and it turned out their house was filthy. I dont mean untidy. That wouldn't overly bother me. I mean dirty and smelly. I think id have to leave no matter how hot the person. Anyone ever experience this? Do you leave or soilder on through the mess like Ross in Friends lol Px " would you not offer to help to clean it like?? | |||
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"Yes, I experienced a major case of this on a meet organised through another fishy site many years ago. I soldiered on bravely until I put my foot down on a plate of half rotten food that was under the edge of the bed. Two things happened. The smell was almost visible and there was a load of gunge squashed up between my toes. I began to retch and had to run to the bathroom. Can we just take a breath at this point... . . Seriously bad move on my part. The bathroom was like nothing I had ever seen before. There were a few dark panels on the wall that used to be mirrors and the toilet bowl was just, jesus, awful. I was retching but couldn't bring myself even to throw up in it. I ran back out, grabbed my clothes from where I had discarded them on the stairs, shouted about how something urgent had come up and ran... I threw up in a flower bed at the front of the house and then ran as fast as my two little legs could carry me, my shirt and shoes under my arm. Sweet Jesus, I can snell it even now all these years later. I must have thrown up alot green times after I got back to the car. The wet wipes wouldn't even get rid of the smell from my foot. " so it was you that broke into my house | |||
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"Dirty house =dirty people.avoid. untidy is one thing but filthy is another" you wear shoes on your bed tut tut id be out the door | |||
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"Yes, I experienced a major case of this on a meet organised through another fishy site many years ago. I soldiered on bravely until I put my foot down on a plate of half rotten food that was under the edge of the bed. Two things happened. The smell was almost visible and there was a load of gunge squashed up between my toes. I began to retch and had to run to the bathroom. Can we just take a breath at this point... . . Seriously bad move on my part. The bathroom was like nothing I had ever seen before. There were a few dark panels on the wall that used to be mirrors and the toilet bowl was just, jesus, awful. I was retching but couldn't bring myself even to throw up in it. I ran back out, grabbed my clothes from where I had discarded them on the stairs, shouted about how something urgent had come up and ran... I threw up in a flower bed at the front of the house and then ran as fast as my two little legs could carry me, my shirt and shoes under my arm. Sweet Jesus, I can snell it even now all these years later. I must have thrown up alot green times after I got back to the car. The wet wipes wouldn't even get rid of the smell from my foot. so it was you that broke into my house" Ya duurty fecker ya! | |||
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"Yes, I experienced a major case of this on a meet organised through another fishy site many years ago. I soldiered on bravely until I put my foot down on a plate of half rotten food that was under the edge of the bed. Two things happened. The smell was almost visible and there was a load of gunge squashed up between my toes. I began to retch and had to run to the bathroom. Can we just take a breath at this point... . . Seriously bad move on my part. The bathroom was like nothing I had ever seen before. There were a few dark panels on the wall that used to be mirrors and the toilet bowl was just, jesus, awful. I was retching but couldn't bring myself even to throw up in it. I ran back out, grabbed my clothes from where I had discarded them on the stairs, shouted about how something urgent had come up and ran... I threw up in a flower bed at the front of the house and then ran as fast as my two little legs could carry me, my shirt and shoes under my arm. Sweet Jesus, I can snell it even now all these years later. I must have thrown up alot green times after I got back to the car. The wet wipes wouldn't even get rid of the smell from my foot. so it was you that broke into my house Ya duurty fecker ya! " I am even the mice put boilersuits on before they come in | |||
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"Yes, I experienced a major case of this on a meet organised through another fishy site many years ago. I soldiered on bravely until I put my foot down on a plate of half rotten food that was under the edge of the bed. Two things happened. The smell was almost visible and there was a load of gunge squashed up between my toes. I began to retch and had to run to the bathroom. Can we just take a breath at this point... . . Seriously bad move on my part. The bathroom was like nothing I had ever seen before. There were a few dark panels on the wall that used to be mirrors and the toilet bowl was just, jesus, awful. I was retching but couldn't bring myself even to throw up in it. I ran back out, grabbed my clothes from where I had discarded them on the stairs, shouted about how something urgent had come up and ran... I threw up in a flower bed at the front of the house and then ran as fast as my two little legs could carry me, my shirt and shoes under my arm. Sweet Jesus, I can snell it even now all these years later. I must have thrown up alot green times after I got back to the car. The wet wipes wouldn't even get rid of the smell from my foot. so it was you that broke into my house Ya duurty fecker ya! I am even the mice put boilersuits on before they come in" You should put a pig in the bathroom as an air freshener! | |||
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"Dirty house =dirty people.avoid. untidy is one thing but filthy is another you wear shoes on your bed tut tut id be out the door " lol.they were straight from the box | |||
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"Dirty house =dirty people.avoid. untidy is one thing but filthy is another you wear shoes on your bed tut tut id be out the door lol.they were straight from the box " that's ok I'll stay then!! Good save | |||
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"Yes, I experienced a major case of this on a meet organised through another fishy site many years ago. I soldiered on bravely until I put my foot down on a plate of half rotten food that was under the edge of the bed. Two things happened. The smell was almost visible and there was a load of gunge squashed up between my toes. I began to retch and had to run to the bathroom. Can we just take a breath at this point... . . Seriously bad move on my part. The bathroom was like nothing I had ever seen before. There were a few dark panels on the wall that used to be mirrors and the toilet bowl was just, jesus, awful. I was retching but couldn't bring myself even to throw up in it. I ran back out, grabbed my clothes from where I had discarded them on the stairs, shouted about how something urgent had come up and ran... I threw up in a flower bed at the front of the house and then ran as fast as my two little legs could carry me, my shirt and shoes under my arm. Sweet Jesus, I can snell it even now all these years later. I must have thrown up alot green times after I got back to the car. The wet wipes wouldn't even get rid of the smell from my foot. " Lol... Horrific | |||
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"Only you could start a thread like this Polly Hope those bathroom taps are sparkling " Eeeeek shut up you!! Haha ?? | |||
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"Only you could start a thread like this Polly Hope those bathroom taps are sparkling Eeeeek shut up you!! Haha ??" And those pink knickers better be just out of the wash | |||
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"Only you could start a thread like this Polly Hope those bathroom taps are sparkling Eeeeek shut up you!! Haha ?? And those pink knickers better be just out of the wash " Get off your phone and clear off that messy table! Cant cope with it | |||
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"Yes, I experienced a major case of this on a meet organised through another fishy site many years ago. I soldiered on bravely until I put my foot down on a plate of half rotten food that was under the edge of the bed. Two things happened. The smell was almost visible and there was a load of gunge squashed up between my toes. I began to retch and had to run to the bathroom. Can we just take a breath at this point... . . Seriously bad move on my part. The bathroom was like nothing I had ever seen before. There were a few dark panels on the wall that used to be mirrors and the toilet bowl was just, jesus, awful. I was retching but couldn't bring myself even to throw up in it. I ran back out, grabbed my clothes from where I had discarded them on the stairs, shouted about how something urgent had come up and ran... I threw up in a flower bed at the front of the house and then ran as fast as my two little legs could carry me, my shirt and shoes under my arm. Sweet Jesus, I can snell it even now all these years later. I must have thrown up alot green times after I got back to the car. The wet wipes wouldn't even get rid of the smell from my foot. " Eeewweee. I feel ill reading that. | |||
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"I'd leave!!!! I actually get 'the fear' when a guy invites me to his place for a meet. Straight away I'm imagining a house like you see on one of those How Clean Is Your House type programmes. I'd be gone like shit off a stick! Sorry boys, " Hahaha You're dead right though. We have all our meets at home and I'd always try make the house tidy and smell nice. Few candles etc... Id be mortified if someone left and thought my house was unclean! Id rather they thought I was ugly Px | |||
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"I'd leave!!!! I actually get 'the fear' when a guy invites me to his place for a meet. Straight away I'm imagining a house like you see on one of those How Clean Is Your House type programmes. I'd be gone like shit off a stick! Sorry boys, Hahaha You're dead right though. We have all our meets at home and I'd always try make the house tidy and smell nice. Few candles etc... Id be mortified if someone left and thought my house was unclean! Id rather they thought I was ugly Px" Lol. I'm always Marigold-clad pre meet. Clean house.... filthy owner | |||
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