It’s bad from the outside, but the inside is so much worse. And it gets worse the more you look at it. So many details that are just so awful. Living in this “house” is probably miserable.
It’s bad from the outside, but the inside is so much worse. And it gets worse the more you look at it. So many details that are just so awful. Living in this “house” is probably miserable.
See, this was one of my first thoughts, either some kind of cult-like-thing, or it’s one of those weird multigenerational homes where four+ generations of people lived, and the parents rooms are close enough to eachother that they can hear when babies are being made.
When someone dies, everyone “upgrades” to their parents living space, and the normal-ish bedrooms, aka “nice” bedrooms (compared to the other bedrooms in this horror show), are reserved for the oldest family members.
The question I have, aside from… You know, everything, is… How many ceiling fans do you really need? Jesus.
That must be why there’s a hearse in the garage.