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Found by Paula. Pink!
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Found by Paula. Pink!

Oh, my. The hair! The glasses! The minidress! The including of this photo at all! Anonymous, who found this listing, points out that "if you can't tell how old the photos are by her clothes, MO hasn't had the maroon license plate since 1996."
I have an urge to go watch Top Gun.
HELLO! THE BATHTUB FAUCET LEAKS. DRIP DRIP DRIP. JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE YOU NOTICED THAT, SO I INCLUDED A BUCKET IN THE PHOTO. GREAT!
(Found by M.)
"You're probably wondering why I called you here today..."
(Found by Laura.)

There's just one teensy problem with this house -- it's next door to an active volcano. That isn't going to be a problem, is it? Think of the barbequing possibilities!

It's against the law to discriminate on the basis of color when it comes to selling a house, you know. Even the bright yellow among us need places to live.
(Found by Valerie.)
When I flipped through this listing -- found by Helen -- at first I couldn't tell what had caught her eye. So they have a few shelves of snowglobes... so what? I've owned more than my fair share of Homer Laughlin restaurant dishware in my time; I don't begrudge people collections and hobbies.
But then I saw this.
All I can think of is me, this room, and my poor impulse control. Oh, it would be bad.