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A native informant toured this house and submits that yes, this is actually how it looks. But of course we can expect accurate photos for this listing, as it’s owned by the real estate agent who listed it. And not just any real estate agent, but one who showed up in Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil:
There was Wanda Brooks, a self-appointed greeter-hostess who wore rakish hats and a rhinestone brooch that advertised her telephone number in glittering numerals an inch high.
You might think this bedroom looks a tad gaudy. Me, I think she’s toned it down for the photos.
Found by: matthew
Via: www.trulia.com

The “curtains” are actually where the residents hacked the wallpaper away with a machete in a desperate, but ultimately futile, attempt to escape the Creeping Wallpaper Plague outbreak of 2011. So sad.
Loveliest comment, by Tonks: The bed is just playing hide and seek with the ceiling. This will be a long game.
Found by: Ashley
Via: www.realtor.com

If this were the ’70s and I were a male stand-up comedian, I would crack a joke about my ex-wife getting half the house in the divorce. And then I’d go pose for a Dewar’s Profile ad.
…and I was going to go further with this, perhaps something involving “dry look” hairstyles, but I just got totally sucked into this website — because yes, I research the hell out of these posts. Shhh, let’s all pretend it has something to do with real estate and maybe my LOLcat overlords won’t notice that I’m wandering so very far afield into booze ads from the 1970s. Look at this!

“Sweetie, where are the kids?”
“Oh, I’m sure they’re around here somewhere. How much trouble can they get into with a swimming pool and two drunk parents? Relax, have another Machete.”

She was considered sexxxy back then.

So was he, I presume. You could invite him over for dinner and serve him this:

Sardines and malt liquor? It’s like they can freaking see my breakfast table. OK, just two more:

I have no idea what that means. I refuse to believe that he’s telling her to spit the whisky back into the cup. But surprisingly it is not the most non sequiturish ad there, for that award goes to this Budweiser one:

So, um, blah blah blah real estate blah blah.
Found by: Trent
Found by: Trent
Via: grantville ga

Interested? Call our agent, Kaspar Hauser, today!
Found by: nikolaus
Loveliest comment, by Chuck: This is Kitty Pryde’s house.
Found by: nikolaus
Via: jamcoproperties.com
By Not Sara, Sorry




Blinded by the bright / Revved up like chartreuse / Another paint job fright
Found by: Susan
