Why not bring the charming atmosphere of a strip bar into your home, as in this listing Seth found? There's no need to stop with the pole, future owner of this "hip, modern" townhouse. Don't forget to pack your $20 Long Island Ice Tea, your curiously sticky floor, a few surgically deformed women who can barely disguise their loathing of you, and an overwhelming, suicide-inducing sense of ennui! See you at the housewarming!
"...needs work, roof, carpet, paint, etc, deck is rotten..." So, other than the roof and the deck -- which leaves what, exactly, when you have a wall-free house? -- it's in great shape.
(I'm cheating a little, because I doubt it's possible to take a better photo of this house, but I'm so amused by the idea of a dome in Fife that I'm putting it up anyway.)
We were somewhere around Glide on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying "You'd better put up the listing..."
(Found by Becky.)
"Thank you, sir, but it's time to go. Sir? Excuse me? The house has been sold... the new people would like to move in. Please, sir. Please stop playing. Please. Please. Please."
(Another find by Ekaterina.)
What is here in this listing Ekaterina found? We will never know. It is too glorious for our eyes and has been blurred out.
(Actually, it looks really gruesome. We all agree on what that is, right? Let's just leave it unsaid.)
Might I suggest wicking pajamas?
(Found by Kris. Linking is impossible, but it's MLS E3178611 in Edmonton if you're really curious.)
