Hey Pandas, What Is The Worst Thing Somebody Has Ever Left At Your House? (Closed)
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A long time ago, I used to rent a 3 bed with one of mates, so we had a spare room. The idea was, if ever anyone was a bit too worse for wear after a night out, they could crash with us in the spare room.
One day, another friend asked us if they could crash with us for a few weeks as they needed to stay away from home. We knew he didn't have the best relationship with his parents, so we didn't think too much of it and agreed.
4 weeks later, after he left, we were cleaning the room and collecting up the few bits he had left behind. When changing the bed sheets, we noticed a hole in the mattress. My roommate stuck his hand in and pulled out a brick of cocaine, then another one, then another, then more, then stacks of cash.
All in all he had 7 bricks of coke and £140k in cash stashed away there.
Turned out that he was staying away from home because he was hiding from an entire drug ring that was hunting him down after he "randomly stumbled across" one of their stash houses while "out for a walk" and decided to take all that he could carry... in the empty bag he "just so happened to have with him".
I had a friend visit me at our summer house for the day. That same day we closed the house down and turned the ac off then we all drove back home. When I returned a week later the stench of human waste was so overwhelming I thought we had a problem with the septic system. It turns out my friend relieved herself in the guest bathroom and ever so neatly folded the used toilet paper into little squares the proceeded to put them in the waste bins instead of flushing them.
I've come across that before; they do this in some European countries where the plumbing is bad.
When I was a kid, I lived in a first floor flat with my brother and Mum. Our downstairs neighbour was absolutely HORRIBLE and we called her Fat Jenny. She hated us and made it very obvious, though we never knew why.
Anyway, we went for a seaside holiday for two weeks and when we came back, we opened up the front door to a swarm of fat, black bluebottle flies, a horrendous smell and a pile of rotten, maggot-infested food on the floor.
Fat Jenny had shoved an entire portion of fish and chips through our letterbox the day we left and for two weeks, it festered in the 30c heat.
Lovely woman.
New fear unlocked! On another note i thought there was gonna be a corpse in your house for a sec 😱
