I think that I shall never see

Frikkin' trees. Mulch 'em all, let the worms sort them out: that's my motto.
(Found by Kalissa. Warning: samba music.)

Frikkin' trees. Mulch 'em all, let the worms sort them out: that's my motto.
(Found by Kalissa. Warning: samba music.)
If chairs are very very good, and eat all their vegetables, and say their prayers, and don't pick up any coffee stains, then this is where they go when they die.
It's Lovely! I'll Take It! makes the San Francisco Chronicle! I knew all my San Francisco love would be repaid eventually. Mwah!

Oh, God. What did I do last night? Why am I waking up on this floor? Is that pizza in my hair? Whose idea was it to drink Singapore Slings? Well, there's nothing for it but to unstick my forehead from the floor, find a cup of coffee, and put the house up for sale.
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.