Thursday, May 5, 2011

I just want her house, and I don't care if there was a fucking mummified corpse in it or not.

SB would still live there happily.

I'm slightly obsessed with this story. I cannot lie. I could give two shits about Bin Laden's assassination. I want more Yvette coverage!

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/05/us/05vickers.html

My brother, Hank, will get the grandeur of this house. It's the shit.

7 comments:

Unknown said...

I'm quite obsessed with these stories too. In all the years I lived alone, I always made sure my house was immaculate before I went to bed every night... just in case I died in my sleep and it took them months to discover my body. That's not gruesome, that's organised!

I lvoe her house too.

Sarah xxx

That Hank said...

Dig it. I'd like to see more of it.

Ms. Moon said...

A third as thick as a regular human body? Would this be the famed DEATH DIET?

Sarcastic Bastard said...

Ms. Moon,
Sounds like.

sweden said...

the question is, how was her power and phone still on, if she was dead for a year?? i mean imiss one month bill payment and rogers is like all over my ass threatening to cut me off.

also if the heater was still on, need brand of heater right away, cause that is one kick ass heater!

Sarcastic Bastard said...

Sweden,
I thought the same damn thing about the space heater. Laugh. Great minds think alike!

Christina @ Fashion's Most Wanted said...

I want to see inside the house! I'm with Sarah I often tidy up before I go to bed too. Loving the Yvonne stories. Love you xx