Scott and I went today to do the final (or what we thought would be the final) walk through on the house we are purchasing this week. Boy, were we in for a surprise.
We walked in to find beer bottles and vodka on the counter as well as two black trash bags full of empty beer bottles and pizza boxes.
But, that wasn't the worst part. My poor mother-in-love walked out of the master bedroom and announced that there was vomit on the floor! Yep, that's right. A wonderful little move in present.
There was another little pile in one of the other bedrooms. The same room that the window was cracked about 1.5 inches. We are assuming that was their escape route.
Our realtor stated that this was a first for him. Most people that break into vacant houses do so to steal appliances, not throw a party.
I hope it was worth it to them. I hope they had fun getting drunk and puking up their pizza.
At least the carpets will be freshly cleaned when we move in...
2 comments:
I like how you called mom your mother-in-love, it sounds much nicer than mother-in-law, I might have steal that one ;-)
I can't take credit for it. I stole it from Lorie Smith.
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