Saturday, October 18, 2008

And I thought I was a bad hostess

"Good size cemented side yards good for entertainment." Whee. I can hear the champagne bottles popping already.

6 comments:

Electrolyte Orchestra said...

Is that the guesthouse?

I'm sure that if they just hung some randomly placed twinkle lights, that yard would be positively magical at night... right up until the first guest tripped over the ladder and knocked their teeth loose.

Kateri said...

I just have to wonder at the people who write these listings. Seriously, who could look at that barren mess of weeds and junk and think "entertaining"? Either they have a much vaster imagination than I do, or...uh, actually I'm not going write the other alternative I was thinking!

Stuart said...

Um, those popping sounds you hear? Those aren't champagne corks. Get inside. Now.

MuseSwings said...

I think it might work. Get some of those torches, steal a BBQ from down the street and fill that blue pail with Bud. Makes my dancin' shoes itch at the thought.

Leigh said...

And I suppose that's the "guest house" in the back.

Lori said...

Cemented side yards? Is is prison?