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Things In His House That Make Me Sad: His Neglected Backyard Patio

Welcome to “Things In His House That Make Me Sad,” a regular series from the blog Shmitten Kitten that we’ll be featuring on The Frisky, about the stuff seen in so many guys’ apartments that just make you shake your head and sigh.

There are several things in his house that I want nothing to do with. I’d rather kiss a cockroach then step foot in his musty basement. I’d rather eat a bowl of scabs than smell the inside of his microwave. But, what really sends chills down my spine is stepping foot outside onto his neglected backyard patio. Keep reading »

Things In His House That Make Me Sad: His Lone, Off-Brand Cotton Swab

Welcome to “Things In His House That Make Me Sad,” a regular series from the blog Shmitten Kitten that we’ll be featuring on The Frisky, about the stuff seen in so many guys’ apartments that just make you shake your head and sigh.

When I asked him for a Q-tip, he said, “Sorry, babe. I don’t have any.” Frankly, a bathroom without Q-tips is a bathroom I don’t wanna be in. I have needs that can only be met with a firm stick with cotton tightly wound on both sides. I have eyeliner to correct. I have mascara smeared under my eyebrow I have to wipe away. I have an itch in my ear THAT NEEDS TO BE SCRATCHED. Keep reading »

Things In His House That Make Me Sad: A Clackity Dell Desktop Computer

Welcome to “Things In His House That Make Me Sad,” a regular series from the blog Shmitten Kitten that we’ll be featuring on The Frisky, about the stuff seen in so many guys’ apartments that just make you shake your head and sigh.

Oh my God, I hate your computer. No one owns a Dell on purpose unless you’re an NYU student in 1997. Just typing my username into Gmail feels like I’m playing a sticky instrument. Ewwww! Keep reading »

Things In His House That Make Me Sad: Weird Candles

Welcome to “Things In His House That Make Me Sad,” a regular series from the blog Shmitten Kitten that we’ll be featuring on The Frisky, about the stuff seen in so many guys’ apartments that just make you shake your head and sigh.

Why does it smell like a locker room filled with rotten apples in here? Oh, that’s his candle? He’s trying to make his house smell like this on purpose? Oy vey.

I don’t hate all candles, just stinky, old, dusty, disfigured ones that punch me in the face with their stench. Who wants to smell spiced apples when it’s practically summer? At least make your candle seasonally appropriate. Throw me a clean linen or sea breeze, dude! Keep reading »

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