In spite of a recovering market, there was some subconscious hostility displayed in real estate this week, friends. Check out these Freudian bloopers I came across in local real estate ads and the MLS. Prozac anyone?
Flying High
“Planes available” (Advertised Jet Blue after the general populace finally realized they were a suicidal airline.)
“Lots of mirres” (Note the reflection of that stupid guy looking back at you.)
“Nice floor pan” (Wouldn’t roof repairs be a wiser choice?)
“Killer view” (Said Scary Mary just before she grabbed a kitchen knife and and threw open the doors at her open house.)
“Peckaboo view” (Said Randy Rooster while peering at the hot hens through a hole in the chicken coop wall.)
“Fresh cot of paint” (Sorry, pal, but liquid furniture is only appealing to porpoises.)
How Low Can You Go?
“For clients and relators” (Can you relate to the word ‘idiot’?)
“Stained class add collar” (Said Lenin while trying to tame the proletariat.)
“Must qual with our brokes” (Frankly, it’s no wonder you’re brokes.)
“Sunday cancelled.” (Uh, shouldn’t that be God’s decision?)
“Wife installed” (I suggest you take the ol’ bag with you.)
“Dump to be removed” (I believed that’s referred to as “flushing.”)
And Finally, He-e-e-e-re’s Tor:
“Tor by invitation” (You’re not that hot, Tor.)
“Call tor private viewing” (Still no sale, Tor.)
“Size inaccurate” (Put up or shut up, Tor.)
That’s it for this week, folks. Remember: Spell and Sell!
