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You won't catch me with me trousers!

A swamp. Wehere else would you expect to find an ogre?

No, just a normal house, really.

A swamp. Wehere else would you expect to find an ogre?

No, just a normal house, really.
Is it brown?

I really nice, large house in an upscale neighborhood on the outskirts of town.

If I don't find something in the next 20 days, my van. I plan on parking it down by the river.

I live in a van down by the river!

(R.I.P. Chris Farley)

Is it brown?

How did you know? Are you sitting in that strange white van across the street with the weird big antenna?

How did you know? Are you sitting in that strange white van across the street with the weird big antenna?
Oh yeah... thats not an antenna...

i live in a little "self built" slump block house "on the banks" of the rio grande in new mexico

(meaning i had help building it and i live a good 100 yards from the river, any closer would be unsafe)

I live in a flat on top of a great hill, with a magnificent sweeping view o'er hills and dales. I'm also half an hour's walk from Sheffield city centre.

I live in a prison that my local council dares to call a "house".

Although it is a very shoddy prison, as they give you the keys and everything.

Even if you didn't have keys, you could make a tunnel through the wall with a block of cheese.

And the Braehead construction means that the value of the house will SOAR at about the same time we have finished paying off the mortgage.

Woot.

I live in a lovely cottage, what do you live in? A semi-detached house? A Bungalow?Flat? Tenement block? Cardboard Box? Cottage? Car? Swish Mansion? Tiger?

[snip]

You won't catch me with me trousers!
Wow, that was extremely annoying.

A house. I've lived on both sides of the economic spectrum, however.

Oh yeah... thats not an antenna...

*squints out of the window while trying to hide behind the curtains
What is it, then?

Wow, that was extremely annoying.

Seconded.

*squints out of the window while trying to hide behind the curtains
What is it, then?
Colonel Johnson.

A Death Star control room.

A Death Star control room.
Isn't it a little cramped in there?

Colonel Johnson.

Who's that and what is he doing in my swamp?

Who's that and what is he doing in my swamp?
No, not really. Its my penis.

I live in a house about two miles from an Airport (Military And Commercial)

Currently a 5-bedroom, 3-bathroom house on the edge of nature preserve in San Diego. About 3,000 square feet on about 1/4 acre lot. About 15 minutes from the nearest beach.

Sorry, to brag, but I love this house. :cool:

I may lose it soon, so I'll brag while I can. :D

1974 El Camino

thats classified informattion, but if i was you dont open your door if arnold shwartenager and clint eastwood come to the door , in fact run very fast

I live in an existential hell!!!

Currently a 5-bedroom, 3-bathroom house on the edge of nature preserve in San Diego. About 3,000 square feet on about 1/4 acre lot. About 15 minutes from the nearest beach.

Sorry, to brag, but I love this house. :cool:

I may lose it soon, so I'll brag while I can. :D

BARSTARD!

(The 1st R is intentional)

BARSTARD!

(The 1st R is intentional)

:D

(Don't worry, my mortgage is mind-boggling.)

No, not really. Its my penis.

I should consider moving to a better neighbourhood... out to the bog maybe.

I live in an existential hell!!!

I suppose that would be Glasgow, then? :D

I live in an existential hell!!!

Say hello to Jean Paul from me, would ya?

i live in a little town in the middle of nowere with sebring on 1 side and allince on the other

I live in my long johns, cargoes (Dark green), a thin Schott long-sleeve, a black Tee with 'SHIRT' on the front in big white arial, my old Dutch army jacket (Greyer dark green), two pairs of socks and my British army Assault Boots. I have been wearing these things for about two months (Bar sleeping), and my mother swears blind that they could walk around on their own by now.

I am currently carving a block of cheese with a penknife that I found in a cardboard box in the garage.

Yes, I am happy with these conditions, and no, I do not care if you think me horrifically disgusting, you coffee-shop-intellectual bastards, you.

I live in my long johns, cargoes (Dark green), a thin Schott long-sleeve, a black Tee with 'SHIRT' on the front in big white arial, my old Dutch army jacket (Greyer dark green), two pairs of socks and my British army Assault Boots. I have been wearing these things for about two months (Bar sleeping), and my mother swears blind that they could walk around on their own by now.

I am currently carving a block of cheese with a penknife that I found in a cardboard box in the garage.
...and don't look at me!

You won't catch me with me trousers!Narrowing it down...
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:D

What do you live in?
I live in an apartment, but someday I hope to be able to say, "I live in the Earth!" (http://www.liquefaction.com/berm/), and have people mistake it for, "I live on the Earth."

This posting is not about what I live in but about where 4 Yorkshiremen lived in.........

"Four well-dressed men sitting together at a vacation resort.
Michael Palin: Ahh.. Very passable, this, very passable.

Graham Chapman: Nothing like a good glass of Chateau de Chassilier wine, ay Gessiah?

Terry Gilliam: You're right there Obediah.

Eric Idle: Who'd a thought thirty years ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Chateau de Chassilier wine?

MP: Aye. In them days, we'd a' been glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.

GC: A cup ' COLD tea.

EI: Without milk or sugar.

TG: OR tea!

MP: In a filthy, cracked cup.

EI: We never used to have a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.

GC: The best WE could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.

TG: But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.

MP: Aye. BECAUSE we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness."

EI: 'E was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN'. We used to live in this tiiiny old house, with greaaaaat big holes in the roof.

GC: House? You were lucky to have a HOUSE! We used to live in one room, all hundred and twenty-six of us, no furniture. Half the floor was missing; we were all huddled together in one corner for fear of FALLING!

TG: You were lucky to have a ROOM! *We* used to have to live in a corridor!

MP: Ohhhh we used to DREAM of livin' in a corridor! Woulda' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woken up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House!? Hmph.

EI: Well when I say "house" it was only a hole in the ground covered by a piece of tarpolin, but it was a house to US.

GC: We were evicted from *our* hole in the ground; we had to go and live in a lake!

TG: You were lucky to have a LAKE! There were a hundred and sixty of us living in a small shoebox in the middle of the road.

MP: Cardboard box?

TG: Aye.

MP: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a brown paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six o'clock in the morning, clean the bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down mill for fourteen hours a day week in-week out. When we got home, out Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!

GC: Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at three o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, go to work at the mill every day for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would beat us around the head and neck with a broken bottle, if we were LUCKY!

TG: Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.

EI: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, (pause for laughter), eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah."

MP: But you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't believe ya'.

ALL: Nope, nope.."

I live in an apartment, but someday I hope to be able to say, "I live in the Earth!" (http://www.liquefaction.com/berm/), and have people mistake it for, "I live on the Earth."

I guess you voted MOBRA then.

I live in a town with two barracks, a university, a prison, a small arms manufacturer, and for the psychos a chainsaw manufacturer.

Oh and a comfortable house where I spend a lot of time.

I live in my long johns, cargoes (Dark green), a thin Schott long-sleeve, a black Tee with 'SHIRT' on the front in big white arial, my old Dutch army jacket (Greyer dark green), two pairs of socks and my British army Assault Boots. I have been wearing these things for about two months (Bar sleeping), and my mother swears blind that they could walk around on their own by now.

I am currently carving a block of cheese with a penknife that I found in a cardboard box in the garage.

Yes, I am happy with these conditions, and no, I do not care if you think me horrifically disgusting, you coffee-shop-intellectual bastards, you.

I don't find you disgusting.

Indeed, you seem quite intriguing.

Isn't it a little cramped in there?

Yeah, specially since it's This (http://www.southord.com/images/fullsize/yd-ss5.gif) kind of death star...

Currently a 5-bedroom, 3-bathroom house on the edge of nature preserve in San Diego. About 3,000 square feet on about 1/4 acre lot. About 15 minutes from the nearest beach.

Sorry, to brag, but I love this house. :cool:

I may lose it soon, so I'll brag while I can. :D
ive never understood why people live in huge houses. do you have a big family? who needs 5 bedrooms these days?

ive never understood why people live in huge houses. do you have a big family? who needs 5 bedrooms these days?

A gestalt entity made up of five telepathic humans of course. Duh!

What do you live in?

a house (wow what a unique answer ;))

the one i rent at uni is a shithole, made worse by having two stoners and a slob living there, but right now i'm home at my parents' house to revise for exams. its a pleasant 1930s (i think) design, 4 bedrooms, taken 10 years to do up... [edit: and its still not done. in fact we only actually have 2 bedrooms right now and a half finished bathroom, with floorboards that'll spring up & slap you on the ass if you tread in the wrong place :cool: [/edit]

used to live in a goddamn mansion by comparison - it was an old victorian school on the leafy outskirts of rich-man Winchester. so i too have lived on both sides of the housing scale... just thankfully not yet too bad ;)


edit: parents place taken a few years ago. no (outside) pics of nasty student digs
http://www.hlj.me.uk/house.jpg

A swamp. Wehere else would you expect to find an ogre?

No, just a normal house, really.

Is it brown?

I live in a brown house, over what used to be a swamp. We spent a fortune having our basement waterproofed after an underground aquafer was found. YES FOLKS! Pure Artesian Water... from the bottom of the water table! :rolleyes: