My Divorce! I remember it so much so that I swore never to marry ever again!

My stepdaughter painted the bathroom with peanut butter - the walls, commode, sink and peanut butter footprints all over the floor.

She is a Downs Syndrome child and when she'd been to long and too quite in the bathroom, I knocked on the door, called her name and she opened the door - with a huge smile on her face showing me with pride, her "artwork".

Just cleaning it up took a couple of hours - not to mention having to degrease the walls, prime and paint them.

My son when he was about two found the tub of Sudocreme nappy rash cream and he got it everywhere. That stuff is pretty much waterproof.

You ever work the night shift in an aged care home on curry night?

When baby Jack got into my sparkling Beautiful, by Estee Lauder body powder. Covered himself and the entire bathroom closet and clothes hamper, and I had to do laundry, mopping and bath time late in the evening.

Mimeo ran amok at work.Tooks hours to clean it up!

Whenever my nephews visited, my house instantly turned into a war zone. Toys everywhere, cushions upside down, and chaos in every corner. They arrived like a full battalion on a mission to test my patience.

If you ever want to punish your enemy, skip the arguments, just let my nephews loose in their living room.

Two instantly come to mind. In chronological order...

I'm mid to late 20's. Drunk and just leaving a night club. Must be around 2am. Fell down the multitude of steps - probably 12 - at the front, grazed my wrist and my face...and broke my other arm!

Not a good look. Some other drunks helped me on my feet and helped me get to A & E at the local hospital.

Our daughter was just 4 and we found that she'd poured the whole contents of a full talcum powder not only over our poor cat but over the sofa, the carpet...everywhere!

The wife was freaking. Hope (our daughter) found it funny. The cat suffered from PTSD and it took a lot of bloody hoovering and showering said cat (you ever showered a cat?!? Enough said!) to get it mostly gone.

Ouch!

SJD x

A kid I used to work with shit all over the bathroom...even walls

When my kids got into a food fight 3, 5, 6 and 10 at the time. I couldn't be mad. I joined in

The 200 gallon fuel oil tank for the furnace fell over in the basement. Furnace oil really stinks.

I had just bought a new car, like 0 miles on it. My friends decided to go out and drink the night . We got drunk and ..I got in my car and as I was driving I threw up all over the steering wheel, the dash board,myself , the ceiling etc....it was bad. I had to take it somewhere and get it detailed the next day and paid extra . I never did they shit again tho

Smoothie cup fell off the counter and splattered blueberry smoothie all over the kitchen .. founds spots on a wall 12 ft away. Yeah.

I'm drunk, returning home barefoot and I step on a glass, in Bologna, at 25 years old. I enter the apartment I was sharing with a Japanese and a Polish housemates late at night, I leave a massive stain of blood through the corridor into the bathtub, where I washed my foot with some expensive Polish vodka.

I went to sleep as I was almost fainting but woke up to an absolutely clean house 😳

A memorable mess I had to clean up. But plot twist - I didn't !! LOL

rather not think about it most of them involve literal shit.. the worst most traumatic one was one i didn't clean up as it was in a rest area bathroom where someone had smeared blood and **** on the stall wall.. beyond gross idk what kinda sicko does that 😳