filthy, and not in the good way

I can't go to bed with a dish in the sink, or leave the house with the bed unmade.

The management office of an apartment complex in Houston did not receive rent payments, outstanding payments, nor any response to calls or notes, from one of their tenants for over a month.

They went inside to check it out.

This is what they found.

Oh dear Lord.

This is not related to Hurricane Ike.

As I scrolled through the photos, I felt physically ill. What sort of lifestyle leads to this squalor. This absolute filth sullies the good name of squalor.


At first I was dismayed at the number of soft drink cups and the amount of daily corn syrup intake that implied.



Then I saw the cigarette butts. WTF? And all over the computer? Why even have the computer then.




And I DO NOT want to know what the fossilized foaming substance is taking over the bathroom.

All of it: so nasty. I can't imagine cleaning that place out without a backhoe.

From Houston Imports: How can anyone live like this?

I haven't posted the most offensive photos. You'll have to check that out for yourself.

And WTF with this?


Sure, the tenant is waist-deep in their own refuse, put he or she is worried about ironing their clothes?

Maybe he/she just uses the iron and ironing board for making grilled cheese sandwiches or reheating pizza slices (as evidence by the hundreds of pizza boxes).

Shudder.