Just think of all the possibilities! And the possibility of inhaling fiberglass insulation shards!

I don't think I could live in a house with this. The MAS*H theme song going through my head continuously would drive me insane.

That place is one sneeze away from being a really boring room.

Every time I come in here for a drink I end up flat on my back staring at the ceiling.

Inside the curls of plaster are rows of cats just waiting for an unsuspecting passer-by.