"Beautiful
view" she says of her view of the house next door.
"It's like a full-blown
blizzard out there, what the
heck...", she says about the
rain. Well, nobody watches her for her brains...
Everyone is so exhausted from bringing almost nothing into the place. Clotso must have been worked hard, carrying filing boxes four at a time up the stairs, two steps at a time...
Oddly, the video in her
new kitchen really doesn't look much different from videos in her
old kitchen...
She isn't eating in this video, but she has food smeared on her chest, like an immense toddler.
After telling us that she had bought a whole apartment's worth of furniture, on the day of the big reveal she now says "I didn't buy much furniture at first"
However, I misspoke before when I scoffed at her luxury apartment. Her new place has a
doorbell. For those of you who don't get to live the YouTube-influencer lifestyle, a doorbell actually looks like a little round button. If a visitor pushes it a bell, buzzer, or chime will sound, alerting the occupants to the visitor. Mansions and penthouses have them, and Clotso now has one too.
When she came in, the heat was set to "60". It was "cozy" (I can't figure this one out at all. If it is in Celsius, Death Valley in the summer is cooler. If it is in Fahrenheit, it would be chilly enough for sweaters). I swear, if there is any way to be ignorant about anything, Clotso finds the way. So far, if we go by simple facts, this video might be the dumbest she has ever been yet.
"It smells like a new home in here, fresh paint and new carpet". It is like she has never moved before in her life. How long until it smells like farts, rotten food, and cat piss?
Her apartment (the one we see in front of us) is "
beyond amazing!' By the time she gets to this point, just making this video has left her gasping like she has just run a marathon.
"Definitely a lot of activity" which she is not used to. "I gotta get my ass in gear" No ya don't, fatso. There's no point anymore.
She finally acknowledges the stairs almost four minutes in. She expects cleaning will give her a workout. I expect fear of a workout will mean nothing gets cleaned.
She can't stop yawning. Look at her massive paw.
The fat load got her mom to put together her bedroom while fatso was downstairs "doing things" (like posting to instagram?)
She says she'll show us the apartment now (which she has been saying for 5 minutes), but goes from giddy to sad in 5 seconds. "I have mixed feelings", she tells us.
The apartment tour begins at 6:17, and what does fatso show us first?
The inside of her refrigerator!! God is she psychotic. I gotta admit, so far her apartment looks great. I see a bottle of coke, one of Sprite, and one of water. Then, we see a stack of takeout food. This is one great apartment!!
She assures us she will limit how often she eats out, but today it is forgivable (and the other 500 times this year unforgivable?) We spend a
full minute on the inside of her fridge.
Next thing she shows us is the stairs leading down to the front door. She won't demonstrate climbing down and up them because fat, she says.
The next stop on our apartment tour after the inside of the fridge and the stairwell is
the inside of an empty closet. lol, is she an incompetent apartment tour guide or what? What's next? A look down the chimney? At 7:45 we get the first real glimpse of anything, her cluttered new kitchen. We get a close-up of a light fixture on the ceiling for no reason at all. Then, we get a loving shot of the toilet. She mentions new carpet for the 100th time, while we see an exhausted Peetz on the sofa. They have a luxurious electric fireplace in the living room.
She shows us the inside of another closet... This has to be psychological. Who gives people a tour of the house by opening all the closets? The closets are like her journals, waiting to be filled with useless garbage. As she admires the closet, she is at a loss for words as to all she can do with it. "I can put...uhm...whatever. You know? Like...maybe the litter box." Gawd she is dumb. I hope the cats are good with doorknobs. Wait! She solves the issue "we can keep it open, like a bit" The brainpower in the room is breathtaking.
Clotso's new bed is a boxspring on the floor, lol. So they bought a sofa and a boxspring on their big shopping day. She shows us her own private patio, which is more of a balcony not a patio (she has barely gotten any word right today at all), and most of it is taken up with the air conditioner. There seems to be chicken wire enclosing the balcony.
She then shows us the inside of
another empty closet. She loves her empty closets. That's luxury, I tells ya.
Her closet is super fancy: it has shelves in it! Like a doorbell, this is the kind of thing a lot of folks will never experience, but at least they have Clotso living the dream.
She shows us air vents, because we've all been eager to see what kind of air vents she has. She is giddy about her own private bathroom, and shows off a bathmat.
She then shows us the inside of her empty medicine cabinet. "It does fit the thinner rolls of toilet paper", she says, since everybody keeps toilet paper in their medicine cabinets.
In Peetz' room, he has a luxury drawer that won't shut. He also got a luxury particleboard desk, which he hasn't screwed together yet. She shows off his bathroom, which is identical to hers.
Well, I won't be mean. I am happy to see her so happy, and I hope she enjoys the thrill of her new place.
And now we have seen the place where she will probably die...