Isn't that how you get turtledoves?
*vanishes after drive-by punnage*
You suck
Isn't that how you get turtledoves?
*vanishes after drive-by punnage*
My stepdad has put my turtle and a lovebird in a cage together. I'm scared of the outcome!
It's cuz you bought the new Justin Bieber song.
Yousuckrock!!!!!111elebenty!!!
Depressing. I just spent like seven dollars on a book that was a weak concept, poorly executed, clumsy as hell, and not worth the money!
I hate that!
This house-buying adventure has reached the OMG-half-the-party-just-got-eaten-by-Orcs level of fun and excitement.
Depressing. I just spent like seven dollars on a book that was a weak concept, poorly executed, clumsy as hell, and not worth the money!
I hate that!
This house-buying adventure has reached the OMG-half-the-party-just-got-eaten-by-Orcs level of fun and excitement.
A few years back I spent good money on a hardcover I had really high hopes for, and I couldn't make it past page *5*.
I'd never posted a review of anything on Amazon before then, but i felt very strongly that somebody needed to offset the 5-star "this iz the bestast book EVAR" reviews, all clearly left by people unaccustomed to actually reading.
Any used bookstores near you that'll at least give you some credit for it?
That's the worst part. It was a Kindle book.
This house-buying adventure has reached the OMG-half-the-party-just-got-eaten-by-Orcs level of fun and excitement.
Is it still moving forward, or at least limping along?
There's a significant laundry list of things that need fixin', at this point, and just added onto that list this evening is a radon mitigation system.
It's all stuff that can be fixed, though, and there's a lot of really good stuff about the house. It's just a matter of whose pockets the various fixes come out of.
Your real estate market includes orcs?
This house-buying adventure has reached the OMG-half-the-party-just-got-eaten-by-Orcs level of fun and excitement.
Your real estate market includes orcs?
That is just cool.I dunno, but my current house has a giant griffin in the garage.
This house-buying adventure has reached the OMG-half-the-party-just-got-eaten-by-Orcs level of fun and excitement.
It's all stuff that can be fixed, though, and there's a lot of really good stuff about the house. It's just a matter of whose pockets the various fixes come out of.
Walk away. And not in the direction of Mordor.
Wow, that really sucks. It's always discouraging to get off that high of "We just bought a house," to suddenly having things about that house that need to be addressed. I guess on the bright side, the repairs just add to the re-sale value of the home if you ever decide to move on.
You win the internets.