Got too much time on your hands?
Fancy a bit of a project?
Why not consider buying this shit caravan that I currently have listed for sale on Ebay. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but someone somewhere has got to have more time on their hands than me to fix it up…
Possible alterations / uses considered thus far include:
- shit playhouse
- shit dogging hotspot
- shit murdering venue
- shit camping apparatus
- shit living room alternative
- shit spare bedroom
- shit tearoom
- shit granny annexe
- shit shit shit
If you know of anyone willing to tar and feather / repaint / renovate this frankly forlorn looking eyesore then please share my ebay listing. If we don’t find a buyer, it might well end up forming the basis of a Top Gear style flaming caravan challenge, and knowing my husband as I do, these sorts of things never end well for anyone.
He claims he only bought it whilst drunk, on ebay, as it came as the ‘packaging’ for the camping fridge inside, which he has since removed. Apparently, this is why he failed to mention to me, his wife, that he had bought a caravan, for THREE WHOLE WEEKS. I only ‘discovered’ it belonged to us when I ventured round the back of the office for the first time in a while, and asked where the dogging hotspot had sprung up from.
This is the same man who I once came home to find, entirely unprompted, playing with a gas cylinder and a bucket, gleefully “making fire come out of water” so please do the decent thing and ensure that the “caravan” gets sold asap, otherwise lord knows where we’ll all end up….
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