A guest who decided to “just drop by” unannounced has reportedly discovered that an autistic man lives in a house made of garbage inside a larger house made of house. 

Dexter Livingstone, 29, who was expecting an Amazon parcel, made the error of opening his front door, revealing colleague and bonafide psychopath Liz McHodge, 43, who was “just walking past and thought [she’d] drop in for a quick cuppa”, wrongly expecting Livingstone’s home to be vaguely habitable. 

Livingstone said: “I didn’t know how to say no, so I just silently stood aside and allowed her to enter my property, like she was the police with a warrant. Anything she smelled, saw or stepped in after that is not my responsibility.”

“She made it past Unopened Mail Mountain without causing an avalanche, but immediately stumbled on the Stuff I Keep Meaning to Recycle Repository, lost her balance and stuck her hand right in Mysterious Pile of Goo. 

“I then offered her a tea, which I do not have, while desperately trying to find the least toxic mug from Fuzzy Mug Garden, which I swear I was just about to clean up. At that point I expected her to leave but she was too neurotypical to nope out. I just hope she doesn’t tell anyone at work about this.”

McHodge is unable to tell anyone how Livingstone lives, as she got caught indefinitely in the Super Spider’s Web, a hybrid created by every spider to have inhabited Livingstone’s bathroom since 2022.

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