I'm not really sure why I thought a picture of the jacuzzi, taken after midnight, would come out well. Chalk it up to inexperience.
None of us are quite sure what these objects are. My theory on the near object being some sort of butter-churning device is probably leading.
My room, downstairs. I'm surprised I actually hung stuff up in the wardrobe.
Main loungeroom.
Nigga pleeeez!
Can't quite see it from this photo but there's like 4 boxes of Klondike bars in the freezer as well.
Picture this but full. My years of playing tetris allowed us to get a staggering amount of shit refrigerated. God I love Dr. Pepper; not sure what the red and green things towards the bottom are.
This is the kitchen table where Stevo grinds the online stuff. He was frustrated at lack of screen space so he bought a monitor. Unsure of his plans for it in 5 weeks time.
The maid comes tomorrow. At least we all hope she does.
Not sure if this is close up enough, but that's pretty much all we bought for food outside of the night Tony barbecued.
Yeh this level of mess took us like 4 hours to achieve. We have just been piling shit up elsewhere since.
Staircase. Fortunately for me, my room is downstairs and I never have to face its peril.
(Pictured above: Three sets of golf clubs).
The pool table is the good american kind like on TV, but pub-size.
That's pretty much only downstairs as ppl are asleep upstairs etc...
Soak it up.
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