For whatever reason, this real estate agent has decided that only one photo is needed in this listing Danielle found. Just one. So, to really sell the house, to show the potential in this fixer, she went with... this?
The rest of the house must be a little messy or something, and not worth taking photos of.
You grab the burgers, I'll fire up the grill! "Tenant has access to a shared outdoor/patio area," and I'm taking every advantage of that party spot!
(Found by Amy, who's in charge of setting up the luau.)
Leave the house alone, you leeches! Even the pinkest of buildings should be able to go about its business in peace. Don't you have your own house you can go take photos of?
(This invasion of privacy was found by househunter Casie.)
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.)
Even the coffee tables are filled with ennui in this apartment found by Kelly, but don't let that stop you from living here. After all, as the listing says, "sometimes it takes a while to recognise a good thing when we see it. But when we do it imprisons our hearts. Why wouldn't you listen to your heart? The midwife listened to your heart when you were inside and it gave peace of mind to your parents... So do tell why you won't listen to your own heart? This unit is low maintenance, secure with a very good management system, it's easily accessible and it's at number thirty eight bar forty two Holly Street."
Included: fridge, oven, microwave. Not included: coherence, segues.
Insert your own "Your Mama's pancakes are so heavy..." joke here.
"Hey, guys? It's just me, a fridge, here to share the good news about hydrochlorofluorocarbons. I saw your door was open so I let myself in... Hello? I'll just leave some pamphlets here on the shelf for you to read later..."
(Found by Elizabeth's friend. I can't find a direct link, but go here and type 101188 in the search box if you want more photos of "wood" paneling.)
"How can we take a photo in this haze? The air's as thick as a my mum's Pavlova!"
"No worries. We'll just blow the smoke away with this fan."
"Good on ya! That's that sorted, then. Take the snap and let's go to the hotel for some hunkies of snook-lolly."
"I have no idea what you just said."
"Me neither. Sorry. I think she's just making this crap up."
"Cheers."
(Found by Rowan.)
"Roscoe Village is like Lakeview without all the drunks and the horrible traffic!" says this optimistic real estate agent in the listing found by Alissa. Lakeview without all the drunks... because one has wandered over into the bathroom.
She's going to kick my ass for putting this photo up, isn't she. Don't blame me! Blame Beth! She found it! Here, have a nice glass of wine and relax.
Not everyone knows this, but -- as this listing found by Susan shows in its only photo -- here in Washington Territory, half of all houses are stockades. True!
