This is no New Yorky I almost can’t stand it: “A Final Look Inside The Legendary Mars Bar“.
It’s so absolutely awful that it couldn’t exist anywhere else.
And so absolutely cool that it couldn’t, too.
This is no New Yorky I almost can’t stand it: “A Final Look Inside The Legendary Mars Bar“.
It’s so absolutely awful that it couldn’t exist anywhere else.
And so absolutely cool that it couldn’t, too.
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The walls are cool and the floors are utterly disgusting.
This would be my dream crackhouse.
I’d have like the Guggenheim of crackhouses. I would soooo make an episode of Intervention with a crib like this.
Mike Lowrey! I thought you’d died. Your RSS feed hadn’t updated in so long that I actually went to your site the other day to make sure you hadn’t been shut down by The Law.
Looks like my first place.
This is why people pay $1800 a month for studios in nice neighborhoods here. THAT’s the alternative.
I’d like to hear more about this first place, though. Blog post?
Ha. Just kidding. It wasn’t that bad. But the day we moved in, there was a dead body found outside our building…
Oh, just a dead body. No biggie.
Give John and I a day and 5-gallons of paint and we’d have that place gleaming!
The great thing is that I absolutely know that’s true. You guys should have your own “Extreme Home Makeover”-style TV show. Except instead of helping the needy, you’d help chickens.
Hah! I just updated my twitter profile to read: wife, momma, chicken tender.
XO
THAT is funny. I can imagine every visitor to your Twitter page: “does she tend to chickens, or is she made of them?”
It’s no worse than any given house on Hoarders!
I used to watch a lot of “Intervention” until it got too depressing for me. Now I’m into “Hoarders”. I think it’s because I can see myself having a drug problem, but I can’t imagine a situation where I’d stockpile dirty dishes and pee in a jar because my bathroom’s full of junk.
One of those places I’ve never been but I can tell I would love it!
:)