Here They are homes of the Upper crustWhen I saw these two bedrooms I burst out laughing, not at the rooms but who sleeps in them. I listen to that guy on the radio in my carand he is no Renaissance man. The ceiling on one flipped me out.He just hates everyone. It's like the witch trying to get into cinderella's slipper. **********************Posted by Yvonne at La Petite
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