Saturday, July 19, 2008

Just out of frame: a pterodactyl opening cans


This Flintstones-style kitchen was found by Otter. Thank you!

Ow. Ow. Ow. Quit poking me!



"What's wrong with this house for it to have $150K knocked off it?" asks dw. "Is it the mossy roof? The ugly kitchen? Or is it the GIANT POINTER OF DOOM IN THE FRONT YARD???"

One fish, two fish... no, wait, never mind, just one fish.



Is that a dead goldfish setting the tone? Why, yes. I believe it is.

Nothing good ever happened here.



I know the idea of buying a fixer-upper is that you fix it up, get rid of the previous owner's decorating ideas, and make it your own. But could you ever wipe the memory of this from your mind?

Friday, July 18, 2008

Poke it! Go on!



You know you want to poke it.

*pokes*

*shrieks*

*runs away*

Peek-a-boo!


Another disturbing find by John from Portland. "Why did they want the deck raised?" he asks. "Planning on a 2nd floor someday? Peek in the neighbor's hot tub?"

If I had a spare two million...


You come here for the snark, I know, I know. But look at this! Look at this wallpaper! How excellent is this? I just had to share. (Plus some people will think it's hideous, so we all win!)

Immaculate



Someone, buy this house! You know that anyone who would use this many plastic slipcovers is selling a spotless home.

I once saw a living room set in a thrift store, still with the plastic slipcovers. The owner had lived with the plastic covers for years, sweating away each summer, rustling away each winter -- and never, ever took the covers off. They were always being saved for... for what?

Don't be like that person.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Hi... er... don't let us bother you...



We'll find our own way out. Sorry!

Good... doggy?



Please please please tell me the person isn't included.

At least the lid is down.



Eric found this delightful house. There's so much that's wrong here -- the photo itself, the door (wall?) blocking the way, the walls which are... um... melting?

Oooooohhhh....


Found by Deb, who points out that $699,000 is a good price for a haunted house.

I do not think it means what you think it means.



According to the listing, this is a "FUSSY ENCLOSED BACK YARD."

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

zzzzz



Shhh. Don't wake him up. I have a funny surprise for him after his nap. I'm selling the house, tee hee hee!

A time-saving technique


By moving into a pre-stickered, pre-fingerprinted, pre-scrawled upon house, you save the time it would take to do it yourself.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Hop hop hop smash


I would be unable to resist playing Don't Let Your Feet Touch The Burning-Hot Lava if I visited this house. And then I would be kicked out, because -- and I'm good at reading subtle signs like this -- I have a feeling that the owners aren't really "Go ahead and roughhouse, kids!" people.

Thanks, Maura.

Lemme out!



John from Portland sensibly asks: "Just what do they have trapped in the toilet?"

500 mirrors in the house and yet I go out dressed like this.




From Matt comes this... um... exciting approach to decorating.

Comes with walls. And a floor.


From Jorge:

my fiance and i are looking for apartments, this was her IM to me

[20:20] : mi amor
[20:20] : i gotta think that there is something wrong with some people's minds
[20:20] : look at this
[20:20] : http://hartford.craigslist.org/apa/754440330.html
[20:20] : that picture has no significance whatsoever

*squints*



Yeah, I have days like this too.