Jizz House. ("Playboy Mansion North Side 2007" by Toglenn) Wouldn't it be nice to come home after a hard day running a drug cartel or being Beyoncé or ruining all of America because you're a Koch brother, and having meaningful chit-chats about life and boys and stuff, with a roommate who's always ready with an open ear and so many tubs of Ben & Jerry's? Wouldn't it be better if that roommate was Hugh Hefner?
Bet those vines are playing hell with the structural integrity of the house, [METAPHOR FOR RAPE GOES HERE]
Seriously though, there's been so much questionable decision making in that place, you can lick the walls and taste it. The kitchen ain't the only place you can find a salt.
He's not an idiot. He's counting on the next winner of the Powerball buying it because they have a closet full of Playboy mags still from the 70s and they don't have any common sense -- which is why they play the lottery.
I thought she was even older than that! As I recall, the man's son who bought the original life estate had a great attitude about it, too. That was a nice story all the way around.
I was there for a pay in advance with a contribution to get in charity event about 15 years ago, (put on by the old man's replicate). Looked old, faded, dated and worn out back then. The house did too.
I think the price is going to fall off pretty soon. I mean, when the building was first erected, the building codes did not take into account The Big One. If we dick around for awhile, the price is sure to recede.
Jeanne Louise Calment (Feb 21,1885 - Aug 4 1997) of Arles.
She met Vincent Van Gogh as a girl - her father sold art supplies - and she became one of my all-time favorite people when she said, "I’ve never had but one wrinkle, and I’m sitting on it."
Bet those vines are playing hell with the structural integrity of the house, [METAPHOR FOR RAPE GOES HERE]
Seriously though, there's been so much questionable decision making in that place, you can lick the walls and taste it. The kitchen ain't the only place you can find a salt.
He's not an idiot. He's counting on the next winner of the Powerball buying it because they have a closet full of Playboy mags still from the 70s and they don't have any common sense -- which is why they play the lottery.
I thought she was even older than that! As I recall, the man's son who bought the original life estate had a great attitude about it, too. That was a nice story all the way around.
Just remind yourself, "if Orly Taitz can pass this, I can too"
Why are plans not already being made to turn this house into a museum, a la Graceland, once Hugh croaks?
Turn it into the Jessica Cutler Museum of Whoring & David Vitter Discretion Learning Annex. Tours provided by Anthony Weiner (who needs the work).
Real World: Wonkette.
I'll bet Hef is a whiz at dick jokes.
Close! Scotland.
Her sons run the company, so, maybe....
Also, don't expect them to be running any retrospectives of their mom.
All I can say is good luck.
Nah. Re-Penetrator.
I was there for a pay in advance with a contribution to get in charity event about 15 years ago, (put on by the old man's replicate). Looked old, faded, dated and worn out back then. The house did too.
I think the price is going to fall off pretty soon. I mean, when the building was first erected, the building codes did not take into account The Big One. If we dick around for awhile, the price is sure to recede.
Nah, he was totes up for that. Eva Braun wasn't that wild about it though.
Jeanne Louise Calment (Feb 21,1885 - Aug 4 1997) of Arles.
She met Vincent Van Gogh as a girl - her father sold art supplies - and she became one of my all-time favorite people when she said, "I’ve never had but one wrinkle, and I’m sitting on it."
OTOH, if I buy a $200M house, I will have to go to work because I am now $200M in the hole.