This is our scary basement. I hate our basement. We don’t go down there very often. Doesn’t the door behind me look like we have our very own murder room? I look at the basements of the houses we have been viewing to see if they would be as evil. And I know the lighting is bad, but I hope you can see how red my breasts are. I may also hate that crop.
Don’t mind the boxes, we’re storing them up for when we move.