No pressure, no pressure

I swear, there are scientists in labcoats sitting just out of the shot, clipboards in hand, ready to take notes on how long it takes you to... um... do laundry, if you're lucky.

Help us! We're ready to come home!

The alien monsters came bursting out of the furnace and burrowed through the basement ceiling...


Eventually reaching the front lawn where they frantically waved at the sky, hoping the mothership would come to collect them soon.


(Bottom picture found by Lyn.)

Blue, blue, electric blue, that's the color of my room

We call this... the Blue Room. We've left it just the way it was.

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.