Good morning! No, no, never mind me. You just go ahead and take a shower. Don’t let me disturb you. I’ll just be here with your towel when you’re ready…
Found by: Brett
Loveliest comment, by LMA: Now that the new rates on their ARM have gone into effect, the homeowners had to come up with additional sources of income. Hence the peep show and lap dances in the master bedroom.
I’m going to go with… hmmm… termites. Yup, you’ve got termites. Lots of termites. Termites with meth habits and a buyer for stolen copper pipes — those kinds of termites.
Found by: Lori
Loveliest comment, by ann: sweet Jebus, they even stole the turf from the yard!
Happy Chairtuday!
Does this answer the question of Chair’s gender, or are the female Chairs praying elsewhere? Or — OMG — are these rebel feminist female Chairs, about to don the tallit?
Found by: Angela. While not making a pilgrimage, Chair has been stirring up some serious internet ire.
Loveliest comment, by :Erin Spock: If you take the approach that Chair decided to visit these places of his/her/das own volition, then any place chair goes is exciting. How often does a chair decide to go on a pilgrimage? Chair must have been very excited to meet with like minded chairs. They probably all went for very strong coffee afterwards and discussed aspects of their faith. The chairs that live at my house just spend their time by the pool becoming discolored — what a boring existence.
I’m more concerned about the title. Is chair about to enter those awkward years and experiences the changes that come with that?
“Two story waterfall and volcano, liquor license could be available, many possible uses, campground, day care, restaurant,” says the listing.
Volcano + liquor license = my kind of daycare, hell yeah! Where do I enroll?
Found by: emlymai
Loveliest comment, by Lisa: Two-story volcano…rumble…..three-story volcano….rumble….four-story volcano….
I like it… I like it… but I feel they could be doing more with it. Hold on:
Ah, there we go.
Found by: Nina
Loveliest comment, by Smendrick: Wow, the Professor figured out how to make a flat screen TV out of natural materials. What an amazing inventor!
“Oooh!” you say. “I want to live in a public bathroom, yes I do!”
To which I reply, “Sorry, dear reader, but it’s Not For Sale Wednesday and this house is not for sale.”
This former public restroom, former ammunition depot is being rented by a couple who fixed it all up and made it into a rather charming house. (I have the impression that everything in England is a rental with, like, 500 year leases, and in theory the queen could evict everyone if she wanted to, and wouldn’t that be a busy day for U-Haul?)
I raise my mug in a toast to people who can look at a public lavatory — that’s the “before” picture on top — see past 100 years of use by the public for all sorts of unpleasant things, and figure out how to fix the place up; me, I still have pictures hanging on the wall that are just where we stuck ‘em because the previous owners had nails there. Cheers!
Found by: Sandra
Finally! A place for Chair’s leggy cousins to play basketball and practice their dribbling! And their dribbling, too!
Found by: Joey. The original listing is gone, but click on the screenshot for bonus “Two million bucks and they couldn’t clean the pool?” photos.
Loveliest comment, by Jusitn: In the description, it lists the pool as “Breathtaking.” I guess that’s their way of acknowledging the flesh-eating bacteria that are living in it.
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