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==The Tour==
==The Tour==
On [[2009#March|27 March 2009]], Chris posted a [[Tour of Christian's House|video tour]] of his humble home. The results were horrifying and disturbing.


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In two videos uploaded on [[2009#March|27 March 2009]], Chris provides a tour of his house and the property that it's on. Like his own room, Chris's entire house is a [[fail|disaster area]]. Several rooms are so full of [[Dirty Crapped Briefs|shit]] that Chris literally cannot enter them.


==First floor==
==First floor==

Revision as of 12:10, 21 June 2009

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Abandon hope all ye who enter here.
Aerial shot of the Chandler residence.
A more awesome (and badass) depiction of 14 Branchland Court

14 Branchland Court is the domain of the Chandler clan. It is an white (now yellowed to ivory) two-story house trimmed in pink (faded from a dark red) with three bedrooms on the outskirts of Ruckersville, VA. The property is near the intersection of Branchland Court and Westwood Drive, facing northwest. The house itself reeks of the early 1980s, having tacky fake shutters and vinyl siding. The house probably hasn't been re-sided in years, its dark red trim fading to the pale red seen today, and it's white siding yellowing to an ivory-like color. As a result of its dated look, in addition to the decaying gardens and overgrown yard, it has done a number on local property values.

As of March 2009, all space not used for walking or sleeping appears to be packed full of junk. However, in earlier pictures (those of Chris's 20th birthday, for instance), the house was actually once quite tidy. In his video tour, Chris also keeps referring to the fact that "things got cluttered," suggesting that the house has grown fuller and fuller in the past decade. "Clutter" is, of course, a horribly inadequate understatement. The house is packed with shit; the former living room is unusable, with junk filling the entire space and reaching within two feet of the ceiling. The other rooms are similarly full of junk, but rather than solid blocks of shit, there are small crevices with chairs, TVs, and other furnishings.

The Tour

Main article: Tour of Chris's House

In two videos uploaded on 27 March 2009, Chris provides a tour of his house and the property that it's on. Like his own room, Chris's entire house is a disaster area. Several rooms are so full of shit that Chris literally cannot enter them.

First floor

In the north corner is what Christian describes as "the music room," which is now primarily the domain of Barbara Chandler, who frequently sleeps there. A small bathroom is directly in front of the stairs leading up to the front door. On the other end of a short hallway is the ulitity room, in which the family keeps a refrigerator in addition to the usual washer and dryer. The family room (possibly in the west corner) has been claimed by Bob Chandler, who apparently sleeps there as well. If Chris's parents ever had, or used, dedicated bedrooms in the house, they have yet to be filmed.

Second floor

Barbara moving Chris's earthly possessions from Richmond back to the living room in April 2000. The junk was already amassing.

Chris's room is in the northern corner of the second floor. Across the hallway, near the eastern corner, is a filthy bathroom, which apparently has not been cleaned in years, as implied by the dark brown or green mold growing in the shower and the peeling of the veneer on the cabinetry. The kitchen and dining area are apparently near the southern corner and southwestern wall. The computer Chris uses for Internet access seems to be in this part of the house, as well as a Christmas tree left up year-round. Tellingly, Chris has actually photographed himself with Officer Nasty and dildos in the kitchen, and has even mass debated over a webcam feed. This implies that Snorlax and Bob never actually leave the areas in which they sleep and spend their days, leaving Chrissy free to do whatever he wants. The living room, packed with boxes and shit, is across the stairway from Chris's room.

Yard

The yard of the house consists of some simple crossed wood planters near the curb and some small shrubs and trees out front. The plants in the planters have long since died, probably due to a foul stench poisoning the air. The backyard contains a shed, and a small platform leading to a back entrance. The shed is full of shit, most notably a car, and was once the place where the Lumberjack would tinker with machines. After that, there are some trees and the pen where Patti once played. Her doghouse still stands, and she is buried nearby. At some point, a tree branch fell on the grave. Being the pansy-ass he is, Chris cannot muster the strength to pick the damn thing up. Some have speculated that this is divine intervention, in order to keep Patti's body safe from Chris and his fur-fag tendencies.

Mail

If you would like to send a letter to Christian, or perhaps mail his parents some of the many NOODZ he has posted on the internets in recent times, you can contact him at:

Christian Weston Chandler,
14 Branchland Court,
Ruckersville,
VA 22966-9545,
United States of America

NOTE: Based on previous experience with mail, it is likely that one of two things will happen to the letter should you choose to send it: 1) It will be intercepted by Chris, who apparently takes his parents' mail on a regular basis, or 2) Barbara and Bob will receive it, and dismiss it as old news (reports show that they have read some of the letters and ignored them).

Chris will however respond to fan mail provided there's a return address on the envelope.

See also

External links

Other famous hoarders...

  • The Collyer Brothers (Infamous NY hoarders who ended up being crushed to death by their own shit)
  • Edmund Trebus (Eccentric Polish immigrant who ended up being a TV star because of his hoarding)