I try to remember not to mock things that are just a matter of taste. I don't like the Country Goose look, for example, or decks, or granite countertops -- but eh, it's okay if you do. I'm a Unitarian, after all.
But this is going too far. This is beyond personal preferences.
This is a mirrored ceiling. In the kitchen.
This is wrong, wrong, wrongity-wrong.
I think a meteorite came crashing through the roof here:
...and landed on the counter here:
See for yourself.
Does the dump truck come with it? No? Dang.
OK, how about the big panel of underlayment? You'll throw that in, right? C'mon...
It's not you -- it's the house. It really is that blurry. And that's why it's been on the market for eight months.
"Now let's take a photo of the living room. Take down the curtains, will you?"
"No! Then they'll see the hideous swamp monster who lives in the yard!"
"Fair enough. Curtains it is."
Comes with flies! And garbage! And yet has been on the market for seven months -- how can it be?
Some of the photos in the listing have people in them, which is so weird that I'm not comfortable reprinting (that can't be the right term) them here. Maybe the people come with the house, I dunno.
