Haha, I’m sure she did.

My son, gross little bastard, he’d stuff them in places he expected no one to look. Like, bud, we gonna clean that far flung corner eventually.

I had to have a talk with him. You gonna murder millions? You gotta do it like Dennis Nilsen. If you can’t do it like Nilsen, you at least need to do like your old man and put that nasty shit in the trash. :p