Having a ton of crucifixes up on a wall gets a lot funnier if you see them as hunting trophies.

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AND plasma, if you’ve had Taco Bell.

If that ceiling doesn’t open up to a helicopter landing pad what’s even the point.

I think if the house was first then that’d be sad, yes. But if someone bought the lot and managed to get a house in there legally (or just got away with it) then that’s pretty rad. Like a brilliantly yellow dandelion forcing itself through a crack in an otherwise seamless, lifeless and bland sidewalk.

This whole room is just bizarre. The (desk? Vanity? Sink?) right next to the tub with barely room to pull the chair out that will get wet if you exit the wrong direction, a mirror at a height to show you lips and up, oddly sharp looking tub edges, what looks like a cross between an old timey phone and a spigot with too many pipes, a staged bath with only one visible rug, and it’s probably just me but man do I hate frosted glass as privacy for bathrooms.

Naughty toddlers get sent to the Sky Prison.

Great, now not only do I have “slip in the shower and introduce my front teeth to the faucet at mach 3” nightmares, now I gotta have “…and shove foot directly into brazier at the same time” as well?

It’s funnier if, like me, you misinterpret that as a sink and wonder why the fuck someone would put a mini fireplace in a bathroom.

Kung Pow is fucking amazing in short, memey snippets, but it was agony to watch as an actual movie.

The first time you make a recipe you should strive to follow it as closely as possible to give it a fair shake.

Yeah you’re probably right, since the door is also bowed.

Considering the post on the right is already bent a bit, I can only imagine how it will react to gallons of water slamming against it.