I passed a Hoarders house today.
There were piles and piles and piles of junk in front of the house. So much, that I stopped and looked for a film crew. Sadly, there was none, but there was a large dumpster in the drive way.
You know I'm going to drive by when I leave just to see if it's still there. This is the same house that loves to leave their garage up, and I can't believe the amount of junk packed in it.
I really want to ring the door bell to see if Sir Lancelot has a twin or something.