I do approve of their Tiffany and faux-Tiffany lamps. But everything else, no.

And they worship a Blue Santa! These are crazy people.

The only thing that makes me think someone actually lives in that monstrosity is the open bag of OREO cookies in the kitchen. Of course, they could belong to the realtor.

It looks like Flora and Merryweather got into a fight and turned the house half blue and half pink. It's Disney on crack.

Well, they wouldn't want Santa clashing with the decor, now would they?!

I actually like a lot of the stuff, but putting it all together like that is just . . . wow.

I just noticed that there is an angel holding up the coffee table. And a treadmill just randomly placed by the stairs.

It looks like a doggie treadmill. It looks wee!

Also, I love that this game is like one of those "find these objects" games. Like Mystery Hills Ravenhurst or whatever it's called.

I love love love the ceramic lady on the sink leaning over there like she's about to go "Ohh, what are you doing down there? Is it the deuce today?"

And the weeeee tiny bathtub!

That house gives me the creeps. I am going to have nightmares, seriously. Living there would be like living in one of those over-stuffed, dusty second hand/antique stores. So much wrong.

My God, it's like the whorehouse tearoom from Hell! And did anyone else think for a moment that the realtor with a parrot on her shoulder was Sandra Lee and conclude "Oh, this makes sense now"? Or was it just me!

I love those games!

That made me laugh so hard.

Seriously, it's like an estate sale exploded in there.

As I was scrolling down, I was thinking "Hildi from Trading Spaces could do a better job." I never thought I'd say/think that.

How do you move around in that house? It's so.....cluttered

God, that place reminds me of when the lady down the street died. It turned out that she was a hoarder, and her family had a massive yard sale of all sorts of this type of crap.

Where else was I going to get a pair of pink angora hip-hugger bellbottoms for 25 cents? And they still had the tags on!

All I can imagine is that the people that lived there had very poor vision, and could only see extremely bright colors. I did enjoy the picture of the living room mirror where you can see someone's reflection. He looks like an 80's pop star, which would be an appropriate kind of ghost for this place.

This is where they need to film that scene for the sixth Harry Potter. The one with the lady who collects crap, but actually has the Hufflepuff cup.

Dude, forget the rooms and rooms of scary furniture and pinkness and general GAH. What the hell is with the Vegetables from Hell? Are they the Netherworldly denizens of the house? Pets of the realtor? Perhaps demonic snacks for the parrot?

Even that eBay picture that supposedly came alive doesn't creep me out as much as vegetables with burning eyes and bloody smiles.

I like Victorian, I own some Victorian furniture, but that was...day-um.

What was with the scallions with faces at the bottom? Between that and the parrot, I'm thinking the realtor is a little, um, eccentric. As she should be, I suppose, to display that house.

Excluding the shots of the exterior of the house, I think the veggies are the most normal thing on that page. They have bunnies guarding the fireplace. And what's up with this coat?