Huh?

This is here purely for the "huh?"ness of it. It appears to be a counter with a stovetop and sink -- okay, I've got that -- but then is there another counter coming straight out of the stovetop?

This is here purely for the "huh?"ness of it. It appears to be a counter with a stovetop and sink -- okay, I've got that -- but then is there another counter coming straight out of the stovetop?

It's... it's... it's a grave, isn't it? Dawn found this listing, and she thinks it is, too. The house was built in 1843, so it does seem possible.
Getting the defunct swimming pool out of our back yard was a real pain. What's it like getting a grave out? Or do you just leave it, even though your kids will have tea parties on it when they're little and then, when they're adolescents, go out there to smoke cloves?
Maybe the dead like clove cigarettes. And tea parties. I do not know.
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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!