sleep disorders don't break for christmas

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And neither do disasters... but, still, wouldn't it be fun to get this fixer upper and never look up again? No. Really. For sure we could get some young people to cook and clean and shop in exchange for rooms in the servants' wing. We could just wander around the property, loll in our uninterrupted leisure, drape our bodies across various pieces of furniture as the mood strikes... ignore the world... leave that to the idiots and useless eaters... and less than merely useless leaders and their puppet terrorists.

Our employees would be immortalized by geniuses.

Oh, oh, oh, and we could mercilessly tease our pets for entertainment.

always and any time....