Receipt hell and mouldy curry.....
I moved in with my boyfried and his 4 housemates as a 3 month in between before we got our own place. All fine except they we all tramps, the worst was his brother. Great laugh, a piss head and a lovely guy but a food hoarding maniac... Al-mu, my boyfirend was also a hoarder, hoarding receipts. When we emptied the bedroom we found boxes, I mean boxes. 100s of receipts, thousands of them! All for nothing important, pasties and milk. After cleaning all the boxes, we had 3 black bags and 12 empty shoe boxes.

Not as bad as his brother though, the food hoarder. A slow cooker, a chicken, curry recipe... 5 weeks later the curry was still there. He refused to throw it away. 6, 7 weeks pass. Hoards this curry, stills refuses to get rid. I finally crack and threaten death. He skims off fat and layers of mould and eats it.

I don't like hoarding.
( squiddylyd Once you pop you can't stop!, Sat 5 May 2012, 23:58, Reply)