
Dick Clark is so over living like the Flintstones. Perhaps it’s your turn?
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Dick Clark is so over living like the Flintstones. Perhaps it’s your turn?
Found by: Unknown
Via: BoingBoing

There’s something hilarious to me about a satellite dish mounted outside the mouth of a cave, no matter how luxurious the cave.
Found by: Unknown

Sit back and relax in a dark little cave of your own crammed with oversized furniture and the most depressing fantasy of a beach from 1974.
Found by: McKenna
Via: seattle.curbed.com
By: Fleur Planne

There’s all sorts of opportunity in this place for Batman to hang upside down and pretend he’s not just a rich human.
Found by: Unknown
Via: www.archdaily.com
By: Not Sara, Sorry

I always suspected the Flintstones were big time swingers. Their hidden grotto is SWANKY.

I’m cheating again! This house is not for sale, as the homeowners love it. And who can blame them? Man, that’s one gorgeous cave. I live in a temperate rainforest, myself (albeit one with highways and tire stores and not so much with the trees), so my first thought is how frikkin’ damp it must be. But I don’t care! If it were available, I would just move my family in and start buying desiccant in barrels from Costco.
At least I think that’s a cave. I didn’t actually bother to read the article (which was found by Mr. Zarquon). Maybe it’s actually marshmallow fluff all over the ceiling. Mmmm. Fluffy... I’ll still take it! It can’t be any worse to live with than my popcorn ceilings are, after all. Man, that stuff tastes nasty, no matter how much butter I put on it.
Loveliest comment, by Laura: My house is a mess, Son dropped a bag of flour in the kitchen, pigeons drop guano down the chimney but I am counting my blessings – at least I don’t have sand falling from the ceiling…