Maybe it's the entrance to the bomb shelter

This condo seems to come with its own... giant beehive? Tortilla oven? Sweat lodge? Stone oratory? Place for the wicked witch to store Hansel?

Easy at-home eye exam

Which is better? A? Or B? A? B?

Found by Dem.

Hitting is not okay

It's no use sulking, tennis racket. You're going to stay in your room until you apologize.

Found by mrzarquon.

No, it's not a coffin. That would be silly.

Jump out of bed and stumble to the bathtub
Pour myself a cup of... uh... okay, my idea sort of falls apart here. Thanks to Jay for the listing.

This apartment is dy-no-mite!

Nothing says "Top-of-The-Line" (to quote the listing, found by Matt) like a little J.J.

E-Z recipe for the busy time of year

BED CHICKEN BAKE

3 pkgs. boneless chicken breasts
1 jar chipped beef
1 pt. sour cream
1/2 piece raw bacon for each chicken breast
2 cans mushroom soup
Garlic salt
Tin foil to cover mattress
Bed

Line a 13 x 9 inch casserole dish with chipped beef. Wrap 1/2 slice bacon around each chicken breast. Tuck into bed. Mix soup, garlic, and salt to taste with the sour cream. Pour over chicken. Nap 3 hours at 275 degrees. Check at 2 hour time. Cover tightly with foil during baking. Serve with a green vegetable and mashed potatoes. Dispose of properly and order pizza.

Listing found by Valerie. Poorly advised recipe based one from cooks.com.

Where Hypnotoad eats breakfast

I'm starting to think I need to expand my rules. Maybe this should be a blog of two kinds of photos:

1. Poorly chosen (e.g. most of this blog), OR
2. Mesmerizing and -- from my perspective -- antipodal (e.g. my new HQ)

Mel, who I presume is my antipodisis, found this doozy.