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- Comes with free case of Lucky Lager
- *yawn*
- But at least they're germ-free bugs
- Refreshing... and fruity!
- For that van feeling -- but in a house!
- Well, that's a good sign
- Shhhh
- Merry Christmas!
- whirrr WELCOME TO YOUR NEW HOME beep
- Do you mind?
- It's a classy blog I run here
- Let loose the hounds of Hell!
- Oh, yeah.
- Now we know who the half bath is for
- A better class of vandals
- Mrar! Roar! Rar!
- Feed the dragon when he is hungry
- Chestnuts roasting on an open... floor?
- You be the judge (again)
- What sort of a person are you? Find out here!
- What the...? Where'd it go?
- What's this blog about, again?
- Listings, red in tooth and claw
- A $2,800,000 sandwich?
- Cue: Tubular Bells
- A little privacy, please?
- STOP THAT RACKET DOWN THERE!
- Convenient storage
- I think they're performing The Nutcracker
- For sale: The Shire
- For all the sparkly vampires out there
- Two bottles of beer on the wall, two bottles of be...
- There's a joke here about home cookin' but I'm too...
- American standards
- A little something soul-sapping to begin your week
- Don't jump!
- Norwegian sink contest!
- Honesty in real estate listings
- Is he here yet? Is he here yet?
- Chair Power! Chair Power!
- ixnay on the athroombay
- To protect and strip
- Paku-paku-paku-paku
- No pressure, no pressure
- Help us! We're ready to come home!
- Blue, blue, electric blue, that's the color of my ...
- Maybe it's the entrance to the bomb shelter
- Easy at-home eye exam
- Hitting is not okay
- No, it's not a coffin. That would be silly.
- This apartment is dy-no-mite!
- E-Z recipe for the busy time of year
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4 comments:
Looking back at the shack in which he'd lived all alone since being dumped uncerimoniously by the love seat of his dreams, the chair decided that there was nothing to live for. Not only was he up to his seat in gambling debts, but his last check up showed signs of termites. "Good bye, cruel world," he uttered, and took the final leap.
Oh, I have a (short term) less tragic reading. Young Trash Can Montague has come to Chairiette's balcony to woo her.
It is the East, and Chairiette is the sun.
If the chair should jump, with any luck that full can of trash will help break the fall. This house just oozes charm. Wonder what the inside looks like?
You think maybe those folding chairs from the other day are actually watching this from across the street?
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