For people with good pedigrees

"What?" you're thinking. "So it's cluttered and fussy and I'm glad I don't have to dust it, but what's so off about this listing Mid-C Frank found?"
Keep looking. Keeeep looking....

"What?" you're thinking. "So it's cluttered and fussy and I'm glad I don't have to dust it, but what's so off about this listing Mid-C Frank found?"
Keep looking. Keeeep looking....

What could be under the plastic tarp that's uglier than... a plastic tarp? It must be hideous, because otherwise they would just move the tarp out of the way before taking the photo. Right?
(You're thinking "It's a corpse," aren't you. We all are. We just don't want to say it.)

Thanks for coming, Washing Machine and Bathtub. As you know, I've wanted to have a meeting of Things That Require Plumbing for a long time, and -- being a sink -- I couldn't come to you. Bathtub, I see you already have a copy of tonight's agenda. Wait... Washing Machine... who's that standing behind you? Dryer? Does Dryer require plumbing? No! Therefore Dryer shouldn't be here tonight! Man, you couples that go everywhere together creep me out. Dryer, could you wait outside please?

I have nothing against laundry lines. I use one myself, in the three weeks a year when it isn't raining here. But if my house were for sale, would I include a photo of my laundry line? I would not. Especially if it weren't even my line, but it was the neighbor's line. Or maybe it's a house down the street. I can't even tell what freakin' house this is supposed to be part of.
I wonder if the people in the house know it's for sale? This has "Surprise! You're evicted!" written all over it.

Jill found this Utahan Cinderella, waiting for the pumpkin coach to pull up and whisk her to the ball...
Utahan?
Utahesque?
Utite?
Utahstic?

Louisa found this sign of the apocalypse charming three-bedroom home. "Motivated seller"? Perhaps motivated by the DOOM DOOM DOOOOOOM in the sky overhead?
DOOOOOOOM.
DOOOM.
Doom. But kinda pretty doom, in a doomish sort of way.