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9 Comments on "Full of What"

  1. Denita TwoDragons | October 26, 2012 at 8:58 AM |

    Oh dear sweet jumping Jehoshaphat…I knew by the second photo the place HAD to be in Texas…and oh dear Lord help me, I WAS RIGHT!!!

  2. My submission, yay!

  3. You know what we got here? Perpetual yard sale. Someone bought and sold a lot of junk out of this place – and then sold off most of it, abandoned the rest (restaurant booths inside, overgrown junk tables outdoors) and listed it for sale.

    The neighbors will either have seen nothing wrong with this, or they will greet you with balloons and banners when the Rent-a-Dumper is delivered.

    Tip: Go find out which before you buy. :D


    I’ll agree with that. Combination commercial and residential? If I had a business that would do well there, I’d get a bulldozer and completely rebuild.

  5. @Claire: Congrats, Claire! Sorry for the delay… I was on vacay for a while and spent my first week back sick as a dog. Hope you see the congrats, though. :)

  6. Is it just me, or would paying $260,000 in Monopoly money for this DUMP be asking too much? I feel the need to be vaccinated for *everything* just from looking at the pics….. (O_o)

  7. Denita TwoDragons | November 4, 2012 at 8:02 AM |

    @Emerald63: Scary tidbit of info: I know someone whose house is exactly like this, right here in my neighborhood. When I saw this, I did a double-take and actually wondered if they were selling their run-down overloaded trailer. the one thing that made me doubt it (before looking at the address, of course…) was that it wasn’t overrun with Chihuahuas.

    And yes, they have a Garage Sale literally every other weekend.

  8. @Denita TwoDragons: “Overrun with Chihuahuas”

    …Oh, the mental images. The horrible, horrible mental images…

    See, I’ve been at the center of not one but TWO swarms in my life. Sure, they were insect swarms, but a swarm is a swarm is a swarm, right?

    The first was a mass termite emigration, on Easter Sunday no less. (Goodness knows what had happened to the things 3 days before…) These were the ones with wings, which had been living under the concrete slab in my 1st floor apartment… despite the manager having had regular exterminator visits. They ended up having to drill several holes through to pump the stuff where it would actually reach whatever was still down there.

    The second was just a couple years ago, when the iron I usually keep on our enclosed back porch (along with the vacuum and various other occasional use items) started disgorging ants while it was heating up. Let me tell you, clown cars ain’t got nothin on an iron that’s had an ant colony move in.

    I’m just gonna go off and twitch at the memories for a while… and try to think of the chihuahuas. Yeah, they yap and wiggle. But at least they’re warm and furry……..

  9. @Emerald63: Oh, D2D, I am sad that it took me so long to find this entry. lt would not have been funny in the *least* at the time, but for some reason the mental image of an iron full of ants makes me giggle like an insane hyena.

    “Ant Edna, is it hot in here, or is it just me?”


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