And I cannot stress this enough: bury their bones in an unmarked ditch.
Those are original Warhol boxes. Two Brillos, a Motts and a Campbells tomato soup. Multiple millions worth of original art, set on the floor by the front door.
Theres a regular customer whom i do plumbing work for, for the last 3 or 4 years. These belong to her. She also has Cherub Riding a Stag, and a couple other Warhols that i cannot identify, along with other originals by other artists that i also cannot identify. I have to go back to her house this coming Monday, i might get photos of the rest of her art, just so i can figure out what it is.
Even though i dont have an artistic bone in my entire body, i can appreciate art. I have negative feelings on private art like this that im too dumb to elucidate on.
eat the fucking rich. they are good for nothing.
Yeah, given this persons propensity to have me ressurect 30 year old shower valves as opposed to removing and replacing, you'd think they are, but i have it good authority my million dollar liability policy will not cover a single one of those boxes were i to damage one in the process of working.
They arent repros.
This particular ~~moron~~ thoughtless also bought reclaimed bowling alley floors, for what looks like a dining room. This person has exactly zero taste.
Obscenely rich people never have taste. It's like the pursuit of wealth rots their brains.
surely that's better and preferable to new-production wood flooring
yes a used license plate folded into a purse is better than buying a new purse but a license plate doesn't make a good purse and bowling ally floors really only excel at bowling allies.
That floor's reclamation used an order of magnitude more resources than a new bamboo pergo or even tile.
its just oiled wood, the oil comes off? i think you're reaching here just because it's expensive but that's what capitalist economics makes recycling, an expensive cottage industry (at least for stuff you can't toss it into a big machine that does the reprocessing for you)
Mmm perhaps