Steve: I wouldn’t want to insinuate that this might ever be the future location of sweaty gay sex, but it might. Isn’t that the most wonderful thing?
Rest assured, everything will smell completely fresh for the duration, and you’ll be surrounded by a dizzying array of delicate pastel-colored ornaments, hand-painted in Taiwan.
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I nearly jumped out of my chair when I suddenly noticed THERE IS A HUGE NUN DOLL PEEKING OUT FROM BEHIND THE TV OMG
i need that cat lightswitch cover ,,, not for me of course …. but as a gift …
nothing says butch military like a nun doll …
The incongruity of the hairy-chested guy in military pants in a house that looks one inhabited by someone’s elderly Catholic aunt is just plain weird, but has some potential for comedy.
The pose is precious….”Oh, hey, I was just checking under the curio cabinet for dust bunnies when you walked in, and my uniform shirt just happens to be in the wash…”
Seriously, he doesn’t fit this room, or it doesn’t fit him. He needs to either make the space more butch, or start dressing like a Golden Girl.
Yeah, he’s way too butch for the room. If he kept his toys in the curio cabinet……
i think that grandpa from the previous picture teleported him in.
So many clues – first all the Icons on the wall led me to believe this to be another ‘eastern’ block photo – yet the English advertisement for ‘Neurta Air’ on the TV is clearly Western Block – a Gay Triangle Tattoo on the arm and a Nun in the corner – means… means.. Oh hell I GIVE UP>…..
After all these years, the mystery is solved!
Bea Arthur! Home at last!
This man’s head is 10 shades redder that the rest of his body because this photo was taken seconds before that head exploded into a million bits!
Josef wasn’t the guilty type. But the Spirits of the Saints on his wall, not to mention the prying eyes of Nuns-Gone-Bye-Bye, were disgusted by watching Josef do God-Only-Knows-What to the cattle-call of man-flesh that endlessly paraded past that TV.
So, countless departed Saints and Nuns banded in concentrated prayer, like sunlight through a most Holy magnifying glass, each apparition uttering this simple, Blessed prayer…..
“Burn in Hell, you tacky-assed Bitch!”
Happily, after the explosion, with Josef’s will no where to be found, the house was donated to the convent of “Our Lady of Perpetual Motion” and turned into a transition house for Monks with Gender Identification issues.
Peace Be With You, my Tranny.
Yet another hairy bear in a habitat customarily reserved for old ladies. Equal parts Oscar Madison and Felix Unger, he has everything in view cleaned and polished to a high-gloss shine. (Even the mantel plant!) I’d venture to say that those aren’t camo pants he’s wearing but rather khakis slacks, indelibly stained by soapy water and cleaning solvents. In fact, it looks to me as though our photographer caught him on his hands and knees, scrubbing the hardwood floors, Cinderella-style. There’s even an ad for air freshener playing on his TV! And those florescent white walls…! Yikes! Merely looking at a photograph of them I find myself reflexively reaching for my sunglasses.
What a pity his obsessive neatness fails to extend to his own person, where it would have come in so handy.
And – once again – all these digs later, I still find myself struggling with the idea that this image (made up of that pose, that get-up, those surroundings, that moustache, etc.), was the one he chose to post on the internet in order to attract would-be sexual partners. That’s him, then, at his most appealing and seductive.
O-kaaaaayyyyy…
c’mon, dash, like you’ve never held your breath & sucked in your gut while a trick took a pic for his memory book….
Hands down, the cat light switch cover is the best thing in this room. And by best I mean most out of place, oddest oddity, and tackiest kitsch item in it.
I don’t care ’bout curios
I just want to suck your hose!
Sound off…one, two…
eric,….. I think you’re on to something here….
But the hue of his face suggests he’s been posing/holding his breath for quite a while. There’s something happening here that’s MORE than waiting for that one perfect photo….of that one perfect night!
Posing for our next “Precious Moments” figurine, perhaps?
Oh Goodie! I can’t wait til it pops up as “The Special of The Day” on QVC!
Jezus, St.Paul, Mary, a Jumbo Nun, and a ??cat?? all protecting the valuable crapola in his curio cabinet. Curious, isn’t it?
Alas, he is invisible, after all, that camouflage he wears makes him invisible in his tacky jungle environment.
What I don’t understand: if the picture is from 2008 / 5 / 11 . . . how could he keep us waiting so long???
Seeing this lovely room makes me wonder whatever happened to Squeaky Fromme… You just know that there’s got to be an arsenal under the bed…
The towel attached to the underarm is the winning touch. I think that craft lesson was on Martha Stewart last week.
The cat tchotchkes, icon postcards and lurking nun doll are nasty enough, but that lace-edged chintz valence on the kitchen window is the limit. Never mix drapery and venetian blinds! I’d be outta that place before he had the chance to order me to drop and give him 20.
I would only go in just to see if the Nun doll sings “Dominque”. If not then I’m outta there, FAST! Also does the Tchotchke cabinet actually come with back lighting? If so we were cheated out of a wonderful night shot of the illuminated cabinet.
I do want to thank him for NOT posing nude. Given his red face the Viagra or Levitra has clearly kicked in and he is ready to play!
Can I wear your style? Obviously, this men choose to inherit his style from female religious role models. His camouflage gear might be mistaken for hunter wear and his real nature is outdoors with beer and a shot gun. What a first date that will make shooting a buck or perhaps a duck or coon.
How many saints can you place on a wall and how does the cat light fit with the motif. This picture says that he inherited this style and he is a man easily molded to another..or strongly suggests to suitors that they should host sexual experiences together.
could this be ted haggard’s house?
This is what happens when Havier and his buddies get high for the weekend. They break into houses and force older folks watch as they photograph themselves in the act of stealing. He has already cleared out most of the second shelf. That look on his face is from the feeling of delicate glassware in the shape of cats falling from above to below his manly parts.
Ms. Pressedwine’s home is simple and reflects her own nature, her love of cats and women in the church. Her collections are neatly displayed although now horribly violated by the gang of three. Nowhere will you find any object out of place in its space by nature of location or subject matter.
Her home is the envy of her bridge club and they are glad to use her home for their games as she owns the best foldout table and chairs…the chairs being a padded vinyl in colors that coordinate with the home’s sassy style.
Perhaps the ladies will play again with the thrilling and unspoken thoughts of a repeat performance by Havier and his friends.
I used to work in a bookstore in San Francisco’s Castro neighborhood and every year during “Gay Pride” a whole herd of guys like this would magically appear, the way egg-carrying bunnies do on Easter.
Drunk, shirtless, and having forgotten to apply sun-block lotion, they would stream in and buy all the Armistead Maupin (Tales of the City), novelty items, and expensive coffee table books of naked hunks. It was a strange and wondrous ritual that helped keep us financially afloat for a while.
Then, vomiting quickly before sundown, they would disappear back to the suburbs and we could return to selling unprofitable literature. Now I can see the natural habitat of this holiday creature, where he hides the other 364 days of the year.
Gee, thanks Lurid Digs.
The mauve candle in front of the nun doll scares me.
with everything in that frame it’s the candle that scares you?
Yeah, I can’t explain it. It’s just such an unnatural color.
What – no Lladró figurines?
Hey Rear_Window- I resemble that remark… but my trailer doesn’t look anything like this shot :O)
Those are actually a bunch of Catholic saints on the wall behind him. They are accompanied by a slightly out-of-place light switch cover image of a white cat.
All this inspires in me is pity for the Waterford biscuit jar so obviously being held hostage in this tawdry mess.