Not included: cobbler

Ooh! Blackberry bushes! How unusual! Sold -- I'll take it!

"Uh, Toaster Oven? Yeah, we were all kind of going for a theme, you know? Phone wore its dial, and Cabinets all came with their steel fronts. Even Bathroom Floor agreed to dress up in pink and gray. So... what I'm saying... look, it's nothing personal, but toaster ovens don't really go with what we're trying to do, okay? So, if you wouldn't mind just, you know, going for a walk or something? Thanks, man. No hard feelings, right?"
(Via Metafilter.)

I suppose I'm cheating by including this photo from a listing Matt found. I don't think it's really the Realtor's fault. I mean, there's a big frikkin' Star of David on the living room floor. What are you going to do? Not take a photo of it?

"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.)