I have a confession….
For context, you’re gonna need to read my post THAT House Pt. 1.
But for those who don’t want to read the whole thing (i.e. TL:DR): There’s a house in Indiana that was a bit of a legend in my middle and high schools. The Pimp/Dolphin/Naked House (hereafter to be referred to as the Pimp House cause that sounds better).
Anybut, on to my confession:
I really want to buy the Pimp House. If I had the means and the money and the time to go back to Indiana to fix it up…I would TOTALLY buy that house.
I mean, just for the legend of it alone (the legend, mind you, of a few generations of pre-teens and teens), to own that house would be such a….I don’t know…self-fulfilling prophecy? Nah, just wicked awesome.
I’d make sure to continue the tradition of the unknown legend of the house….by blocking all the windows with blackout curtains.
Stupid confession, I know. But I can’t help it! Maybe someday I can make it a reality…or someone will buy it long before I get a chance….oh well.