Horrorcow Andrew Ditch / Andy Ditch / The Poopsquatch - Middle-aged diaper and scat enthusiast. Pretends to be autistic so that people will change his diapers.

Hopefully he won't give a speech on how his mother was willing to wipe him but Joe and Tom refuse. Then takes his diaper off. Perhaps has a good ol' headbanging meltdown.
He may never have such a large captive audience again. Gotta use it as a chance to tell everyone about the 'buze he suffers. Might imply that his mother died from the same neglect he suffers from Tom.
He can't resist showing his ass whenever there's a decent audience.
My worst fear is that Janet wanted Andy to be a pallbearer.
 
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Update. Janet has passed.

Of course Andy has to speak.
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I've been out of the loop with the Andy saga. She'd been sick for such a long time. The saddest part of this is that her last years on this earth where spent tormented by her deranged feces obsessed nightmare of a son Andrew. He destroyed her home, destroyed her life, filled every waking moment with an endless cycle of meltdowns, self harm, assaults, coprophilia, perversion and just the misery of having THAT thing called Andrew hulking about the ruins of her home in a soiled diaper. A sane society would have throw Andrew off a cliff into the ocean by now.

This feels like a Bob Chandler situation all over again except Janet was actually a good person unlike Bob

Jesus Christ he couldn't stop for even a second
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All the innocent little kids in the world afflicted with terminal illnesses and yet not one cancer tumor can grow somewhere inoperable inside this fucking walrus?
 
Think his warrant in town is expired? Will the police even care short of him causing a scene at a funeral home?
No. As long as he goes to the funeral and leaves, I doubt they'll care. No one wants to deal with him, and the sooner he's out of town the better for the police of Tonawanda.

Now if he goes pschotic at the funeral that could be another story.. but even then it's iffy.

The man literally threatened federal employees with bombing their buildings and nothing at all happened.
 
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They all would have a very hard time completely disowning someone that they grew up with and were a close part of their lives good and bad. There is a real "blood is thicker then water" mindset alot of people have especially if they were in a very close knit family.
We have a large family. I think it would be easier to just drift away from a sibling if they were way out of sync with the rest of the family. Not like you get out for blood, and more like you just don't take their phone calls much.

Letting your own child die on the street because they're so noxiously stupid is probably another level. I can't even as a thought experiment imagine what it would be like to know that you produced Andy Ditch.
 
Look where fatfuck is...

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Amazingly the house, or at least that part of it, looks less cluttered now that he isn't there. God I really hope that they don't take him back.
i read somewhere that they are going to take care of him...note the bed..is that a new bed with plastic wrapping still on, or a bed with plastic sheeting? i cant believe they would even allow him in their midst.
dont you just want to backhand him as hard as possible?? that smug look on his face is infuriating.
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i read somewhere that they are going to take care of him...note the bed..is that a new bed with plastic wrapping still on, or a bed with plastic sheeting? i cant believe they would even allow him in their midst.
dont you just want to backhand him as hard as possible?? that smug look on his face is infuriating.
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Stop busing Andy please!!
 
No. As long as he goes to the funeral and leaves, I doubt they'll care. No one wants to deal with him, and the sooner he's out of town the better for the police of Tonawanda.

Now if he goes pschotic at the funeral that could be another story.. but even then it's iffy.

The man literally threatened federal employees with bombing their buildings and nothing at all happened.
Will Officer Bentley be at the funeral? He should be a pallbearer at the service.

We have a large family. I think it would be easier to just drift away from a sibling if they were way out of sync with the rest of the family. Not like you get out for blood, and more like you just don't take their phone calls much.

Letting your own child die on the street because they're so noxiously stupid is probably another level. I can't even as a thought experiment imagine what it would be like to know that you produced Andy Ditch.
This is why I'm afraid of having kids. You never know what's going to come shooting out of those balls. You could get a Mozart or an Andrew Ditch and I'm not willing to play with those odds. Imagine the first half of your life is full of the hope and optimism of every young mans journey into adulthood. You meet a girl you love, marry and get a house. You start a family and have a decent life and then one day......the birth of the creature. Fast forward a couple decades and your home is ruined, the stench of feces everywhere. You son is obsessed with shitting himself and pretends to be autistic and may be a pedophile. You're getting older and weaker and watching the woman you love and spent your life with growing old and frail. Your piece of shit son abuses her. She's slowly beginning to slip away. All while this perverse behemoth wanders the ruins of your home and makes every waking moment a living hell. Poisoning your food, tracking feces everywhere. Over three hundred pounds and waddling around in a soiled diaper while screaming at you and your frail wife about a group home or Paw patrol or some bullshit. Your home is a feces smeared prison. Your the local laughing stock. You're son has disgraced you before the world. At this point Andrew's father is probably envious of poor Janet.
 
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Officer Bentley probably will since hes known the Ditch family since he was a small child (according to the phone call with Aunt Diane)
>there's a very real chance there could be a final showdown between Bentley and Andy at the most fitting place of all
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Is there a date for the funeral yet?
 
I've been out of the loop with the Andy saga. She'd been sick for such a long time. The saddest part of this is that her last years on this earth where spent tormented by her deranged feces obsessed nightmare of a son Andrew. He destroyed her home, destroyed her life, filled every waking moment with an endless cycle of meltdowns, self harm, assaults, coprophilia, perversion and just the misery of having THAT thing called Andrew hulking about the ruins of her home in a soiled diaper. A sane society would have throw Andrew off a cliff into the ocean by now.
If I die, I die.
 
This is why I'm afraid of having kids. You never know what's going to come shooting out of those balls. You could get a Mozart or an Andrew Ditch and I'm not willing to play with those odds. Imagine the first half of your life is full of the hope and optimism of every young mans journey into adulthood. You meet a girl you love, marry and get a house. You start a family and have a decent life and then one day......the birth of the creature. Fast forward a couple decades and your home is ruined, the stench of feces everywhere. You son is obsessed with shitting himself and pretends to be autistic and may be a pedophile. You're getting older and weaker and watching the woman you love and spent your life with growing old and frail. Your piece of shit son abuses her. She's slowly beginning to slip away. All while this perverse behemoth wanders the ruins of your home and makes every waking moment a living hell. Poisoning your food, tracking feces everywhere. Over three hundred pounds and waddling around in a soiled diaper while screaming at you and your frail wife about a group home or Paw patrol or some bullshit. Your home is a feces smeared prison. Your the local laughing stock. You're son has disgraced you before the world. At this point Andrew's father is probably envious of poor Janet.
Honestly if all you have to do is pretend to be a baby to get free government housing why isn't their a million Andy Ditch's in the world their probably is and we just don't know about it
 
Honestly if all you have to do is pretend to be a baby to get free government housing why isn't their a million Andy Ditch's in the world their probably is and we just don't know about it
The vast majority of humanity has too much self respect and a sense of shame preventing this no matter how lazy they might be.

Andy is literally subhuman.
 
Honestly if all you have to do is pretend to be a baby to get free government housing why isn't their a million Andy Ditch's in the world their probably is and we just don't know about it

It is a problem in the US. Not as severely as the UK though. In the UK it is incredibly easy to get a diagnosis for just about anything you want so you don't have to work and get free housing.
 
This is why I'm afraid of having kids. You never know what's going to come shooting out of those balls. You could get a Mozart or an Andrew Ditch and I'm not willing to play with those odds. Imagine the first half of your life is full of the hope and optimism of every young mans journey into adulthood. You meet a girl you love, marry and get a house. You start a family and have a decent life and then one day......the birth of the creature. Fast forward a couple decades and your home is ruined, the stench of feces everywhere. You son is obsessed with shitting himself and pretends to be autistic and may be a pedophile. You're getting older and weaker and watching the woman you love and spent your life with growing old and frail. Your piece of shit son abuses her. She's slowly beginning to slip away. All while this perverse behemoth wanders the ruins of your home and makes every waking moment a living hell. Poisoning your food, tracking feces everywhere. Over three hundred pounds and waddling around in a soiled diaper while screaming at you and your frail wife about a group home or Paw patrol or some bullshit. Your home is a feces smeared prison. Your the local laughing stock. You're son has disgraced you before the world. At this point Andrew's father is probably envious of poor Janet.
Very autistic reply. Probably one of the worst I've ever seen on here.
 
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