
“So long, suckers!” cried the hamster, knowing she could escape prison while the jailers battled the fire she’d set.
(Found by Sara. A different Sara.)
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“So long, suckers!” cried the hamster, knowing she could escape prison while the jailers battled the fire she’d set.
(Found by Sara. A different Sara.)
Oh wow, that is the cleanest picture taken inside the house. The rest of the place is a pigsty. I'm a packrat but never in my life could I live with that much junk lying around. And they think this is going to appeal to a prospective buyer?
What's the deal with the warning about pit bulls (with exclamation marks)?
Does that explain the mess? Or does that mean "buyer beware" when you look at the house because you might get attacked by the dogs?
Some pit bulls are good dogs and they all get a bad rap, which isn't fair. I don't own any but I don't assume that they are all evil.
Gee, though, many of these foreclosure homes are disaster areas. Makes you wonder what happened to look like that.
Seeing as how pit bulls are incredibly powerful and protective, it seems fair to warn people. I assume they are all evil unless proven otherwise – better safe than sorry. You have to figure a house disaster like that is a sign of a not-too responsible owner to begin with.
Can't really blame the realtors for some of these shots considering what they have to work with. Yikes!
Those crazy maverick hamsters… We had many a fugitive hamster running round the floorboards, like a furry Patrick McGoohan. Then just like in The Prisoner, they would be inevitably subsumed by a large plastic bubble.
(Incidentally, your html for small text isn't closed.)
Somehow, the most horrifying part is that someone would pay $200K for that in Mesa. I'm sure Mesa is lovely, but that place is depressing. A thorough cleaning and a coat of paint is not going to help much.
Thanks, Glory, and not for the first time…
I think that the giant Dora doll in that closet reeked havoc on the place and not even the pit bulls could stop her. That's why the owners left in such a hurry. The hamster was on it's own to escape.
The hamsters may be in "protective custody" with pit bulls around.
Plenty of places for a hamster to hide out. But I am worried about the pit bulls hunting it down- run, hamster, run!
What a charming hovel. *shudder* I guess the warning about it being a short sale and the house containing pit bulls is to make sure perspective buyers don't simply drop by and end up as dog snacks.
By the way, the Arizona real estate market has taken a lot of hits, and inventory was out of control for a while there.
Just saying, not only is that a 200k pit that might have contained demonic hamsters, it appears to be an overpriced on, at that.
My first thought as I looked at those pictures: "Short sale."
Bingo.
My second thought: "It's not just messy because they're packing to move; that's some well-established chaos, there." I'm getting a headache just thinking about dealing with that mess, and I live 1500 miles and an entire Internet away.
Actually, knowing pitbulls as I do, I would think the place would be tidier. They're downright fastidious compared to the people who seem to own that place. (And they don't need much stuff – a chewy toy, some snacks & they're good to go.)
How in the world are they asking $200,000 for that mess?? We have a house in Mesa and if we tried to sell our home we could barely list it for that.
Good luck with that one.
It's in a not-so-good part of Mesa at that!
*Hmmmmm* OK!
Thanks for the clarification on the pit bulls: I was afraid the “as is” part of the listing meant you had to take them with the house, which I would only consider if they would clean the place for me (probably by eating most of the contents). Although if I was being foreclosed, I wouldn’t clean either; the owners probably can’t afford movers. As for the hamster, I think it should be released from custody and escorted off the premises: we had a hamster escape from its cage once, and we found its mummified corpse a couple of years later in the back of a closet. (Apparently hamsters don’t have that great a sense of direction–could come from all that time spent running around a wheel.)
If I were a hamster…I too would want to escape from that mess and possibilty of being incenerated by flames too!