Imagine my old person shock/horror when he crossed the Brimley/Cocoon line last year...
I’ve shown houses that were one stiff breeze away from that, lol
After all that, the agent only showed the angles with mostly no carcasses. 😭
I thought that said ‘22nd largest mouse’ at first.
And yes - fuck that guy.
Nah, upstate/western NY, but close enough!
Not sure, but it WILL reduce the number of willing buyers. The house is a little rough around the edges compared to others, too, so it won’t be easy to see where the line falls. Sellers absolutely refuse to move any of their trophies, and asked me for copies of everything I took so they could remember how nice their ‘mounts’ looked. Oh well!
The tomato pie sounds delicious! I’m so very sorry about the reason for the test, however. I’m sending good thoughts for your quality time together and a good outcome for your friend.
I photograph houses on the side for other agents. Today I was tasked to photograph a very typical suburban house that was positively festooned with animal trophies. Stuffed heads and carcasses, pelts and hooves, leering from every wall of every room and lurking behind coffee tables. All the photographs on the walls were snapshot memories of hunting trips; family and friends proudly holding up their bloody trophies. The toilet plunger in the bathroom had a rifle handle.
Utica style tomato pie?
And I hope all is positively negative for you...