Nothing sells a house like a kid stripping in the middle of a mess.
Nothing sells a house like a kid stripping in the middle of a mess.
Don't worry, they've subtracted the burned portion from the listed square footage. It's like it doesn't even exist!
Think of all the parties you could throw under this baby? And all the rides you could hitch!
Vacations are an exercise in cognitive behavioral therapy. Summers are really a time for growth.
It's nice of the architects to offer you a quick exit I guess.
This is what happens to Transformers after they retire. They are relegated to being vaguely useful in favorable weather.
I bet Barry had a seriously great time in his time here.
This is a far cry from the mountain vacation rentals of my youth. But where's the hot tub?
Crushed velvet is the eternal symbol of opulence. For vampires.