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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The original listing may be gone, but Zillow has archived most of it:
http://www.zillow.com/homedetails/221-N-Main-St-Middleton-MA-01949/56944750_zpid/
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.
It has been relisted under MLS #71058925 and I noticed the basketball court is missing from the pics. The rest are quite low-res.
Y’know, it just dawned on me: say a listing in a modest neighborhood shows signs of having been a party-center (like that one a few days ago, where was it, in Rumania?). We look at that listing and say, “What a nuisance. What a detriment that place must be/have been to the whole area; drr, what an awful neighborhood.”
But then we see a place like this, clearly designed from the ground up to accommodate many dozens of people for what the listing itself calls “the nightclub experience” – complete with five bedrooms for (what one hopes will be) more private entertainments… and we say, “Oh yeah, selling for two mil? Must be quite a nice neighborhood. That stuff will bleach out of the pool/spa.”
To coin a phrase… what’s wrong with this picture?
Nothing. Low class partying: Bad. High class partying: Good.
I have to wonder why people don’t consider resale value when making such personal taste-specific modifications to their home. I’m all for having a bar in the basement, but with what looks like a mock-basketball court for a floor? With a blue ceiling? And giant ugly speakers? And a disco ball? No thanks.
“…night fever, night feverah, yeah! we know how to dooo it…” and Barstool stands in the corner, huddled with it’s skinny friend, hoping someone will ask it to dance. There’s a wallflower in every crowd.
I don’t think that’s water. It looks like Odo, and maybe a couple of other Changelings, are about to walk out of the pool.
That’s no swimming pool–it’s a space station!
OMG! ha ha ha!!!! No really, this IS hilarious. I grew up in the next town over. You have no idea how much this thing does NOT make any aesthetic sense. The area is known for 300 year old Colonial homes, real ones……I guess the area is changing. The reason they have the in house nightclub is there is NOWHERE to go out there. The local PD must love this address. I wonder how big the garage is?
It looks like JBL logo on those “giant ugly speakers”, I.E. professional speakers, and that gives me the impression that the place may have been used as a (more or less) public bar…
ooh – I always wanted to live in Casanova Frankenstein’s house…
Just guessing… pro athlete’s house?
oooh: I think you’ve got it!
Or an athletic pro
personally i think it looks more like a disco room than a basketball court, but thats just me
… Looks like an orgy pool to me.
Middleton is where you go when you want to get away from that stuff.
I think the “swimming pool” is really where they grow their own botox.