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I believe that the thread was called 'What's in my cupboard?' After a few days, Yev posted a picture of said cupboard, in which the reflection of the inner part of a bag of crisps could be seen. That reflection looked like a rat at first glance to many people, me included.Originally Posted by Ian
What.
Hard to believe that was 2008. Thirteen fucking years ago.
We were years ahead of the blue/white dress business.
TTH
Poison is the only way you're really getting rid of rats, a dog might get one or two but it's more likely to be shit scared of more than one at a time.
I'm still throwing custard creams out for the foxes, and they're still loving them.
Superb.
Lol
Unlikely, it was pretty fucking odd the way it went down and despite being single during a pandemic I was glad nothing happened.
Beyond more of his shit, not a clue. It could be a rape dungeon for all the tenants or I know, which would not be on.
I recall you mentioning this. What went down?
100% guaranteed Yev dropped in a sly reference to the hot tub in his conversation with "Amy"
Amy must be a unit if Yev passed on it after what he's been going through.
Unsurprisingly my neighbours live next door to me and knew I had one without me specifically telling them. And I actually fancied her a bit when I moved in and saw her first months after, but as you'll know from over the years, I don't talk about that side of my life on here.
I assume there's a joke in there, but that'll actually do the opposite. I didn't know this until Jack told me, but rats apparently quite like moving into places where they can smell other rats have been and seemingly aren't bothered by where the previous rats went.
Doesn't bode well for this situation, that.
"So..."
"...wanna see my rat infestation?"
He just genuinely thought that it would serve as a warning to all the other rats.
He probably also believes myths like putting an axe next to a chicken coop will make them lay more eggs.
Yep. The 2008 idiots that attracted the rats back then had a fucking dog in their flat that would run away from them.
The first sign we had we had anything was when I got home one evening and Mrs Yev said why did you put an empty family size pack of Doritos back into the cupboard? Is this how you live? We'd just moved in together and (IIRC) it was Fox who read that part of the post and suggested it was rats as he had some pet ones and they were amazing at moving food. Still makes me shudder when I think of it. The one that died in the loft particularly.
This is in Oxford, right? I had a landlord there who had a locked shed in the backyard of a house I rented there that was full of shewees. He had some business selling them or something. He apparently owned quite a few houses in the city so was wondering if it was maybe him.
He was also a fucking useless landlord.
"So..."
"...wanna see my rat infestation?"
It is annoying that I've done nothing to attract these fuckers either time I've had to share living space with them. 2008 was genuinely horrible, if I have to cope with that on my own this year I'm not sure I'll bother. By which I mean move out until it's sorted rather than kill myself.
Now I think about it, I think it was Intergalatic Jester, not Fox. What happened to him?
Lewis, can you remember whether it was IJ?
IJ had pet rats, the goth dweeb, so it was more likely him.
You've just described almost every landlord in the area, honestly, it's a scandal, but which part were you in?
13 years ago and you got it in seconds. Outstanding. I would love to know how you do it.
Me and him used to PM loads on here until he started getting pissy about my non-moderating. I wonder if he is still a goth. Nothing sadder than an old goth. He was also a massive, MASSIVE homophobe, which always struck me as a bit weird for a goth.
Was he really? I never clocked that, or if I did I can't remember doing so. Disappointing.
First week of dry July was rough but now I think I'll go another month off the booze.
IJ was such a loser. How did he gain power? How could anybody like him enough to talk to him, let alone give him the keys to the gaff?
Remember when Jacky posted that picture of him with a blue mohawk and a giant hooter and he went mental?
To be fair, I got on with him quite well. As for how he got the keys, I genuinely don't know.
Is the old board definitely dead? Is there no way we could get it or more of it back?
This was down the Abingdon Road.
Cheers. Might be the same landlord, but we're looking at different parts of town.
I haven't quite thought of a way to get to him (by which I mean make his life as difficult as his shitty landlord behaviour has made his tenants and could potentially make mine), but he already owes me money, so if I have to I will.
Amazing post Yev. Dogs can be useless and also you have to let the fucker out which isn't ideal if there is poison down as they are also thick. Your new mate seems on the ball so fingers crossed he wins the day and takes the bunny boiler off your hands on his triumphant return.
That should sort a fair few more rats out.
You probably should keep reading
Epic post Yev.
We've got rats in our garden, I see them occasionally. Lockdown definitely seems to have been a boon for them (or maybe just being at home more you see them). They seem to have assumed to role of squirrels here (we don't have squirrels) in that they climb up shit and raid bird feeders. I took a video of one doing it recently but I can't seem to find it.
I'm not that bothered by them. It's not like they're the sort of cat sized monsters I used to see in London.
Came across a baby one whilst cleaning out some brush/overgrown shit at my parents recently. Heard some cheep cheeping coming out of a grassy outcrop and wondered if it was baby birds (being the time of year and all). Then came across a tiny tailed wriggler. Probably should have put the mower over it but I'm not a monster.
I will do when I’ve got half an hour spare.You probably should keep reading
Or the required attention span, which will be never.
Ooooof.
You boys need to up the levels if you want to main card over RL-Magic.
Do some homophobia, Bam.
Don't worry about how long it takes you, just be proud you can do. You've got this.
I'm back to 100%. The Weather is glorious. 2022 could see me in a new job or out of one. Either way that's a cracking result.
Life is properly good again.
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Oh and one thing I have learnt from this is NEVER TELL ANYONE beyond a professional (or a forum you post on) that you're having problems. It creates more.
Why do you say that?
I see where you're coming from, but I'd say a better description is 'know who and who not to tell'.
A few reasons.
There were times when random things happened, I'll list some when I can be arsed, that people start to doubt did as you do yourself.
People don't know which version of you they're getting and assume always it's the fucked up one.
But people are always asking you how you are. Constantly and by text. Which is lovely, but annoying and not remotely helpful.
If you tell work, thank God I didn't and doing so never crossed my mind, you'd be signed off and on a list for far longer than you're ill for, which (unless work is the reason, maybe it was 10% in my case as I've been doing some stressful but great stuff this year) it doesn't address the root cause and creates another one.
I already had a deep scepticism of it as you know, but the mental health awareness and wellbeing stuff would have been worse than useless had I gone down that road.
Honestly, if you're lucky and it's mild mental issues like I had (which may still come back), work out what's caused it (see a professional if you have to to help ascertain that) and fucking get it sorted. I could imagine how not doing so would see you in a spiral that's almost impossible to get out of.
Yeah, fair point. Two very close friends and my Sister were very helpful, but even then some of the above applies.
As a qualified mental health first aider, I’m here for you all.
I'm a twit
And on cue, my point regarding work is 100% proved.
I just PM Bam.
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