Terrible real estate agent photographs

If M C Escher had tried interior design.

The perfect beachside property in which to relive the Allied Normandy Landings of 1944.

“I mean it Marv, if you walk out that door we’re finished.“

The isolationist equivalent of a welcome mat.

Bob would smile to himself whenever he thought of the money he’d saved by not installing air-con.

The actual toilet in which Friedrich Nietzsche realised God is dead.

You can have storage or you can have a bathroom. You can’t have both.

This bath was brought to you by the letter H and the realisation that interior design just changed forever.

As he listened to them driving away, George realised it wasn’t a real game of hide and seek.

The sun will set, and the demons of the night will rise. Until then, the vaccuum cleaner sleeps a dreamless sleep.

Inexplicably bad property photographs.
It's that simple.

"the worst thing you've ever seen"

"Begins as a laugh and ends as something terrifying"

"One of the funniest things on the web"

"Hilarious"

"Amazing"

"Awful"

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