
Steve: The person who submitted this noted the presence of a ‘water cooler’ next to the bed, however I’m not sure we don’t have a full-on robot companion.
Otherwise, c-l-a-s-s-y.
File Under:Bedroom Terrors

Steve: Given the push that PC makers have made to get their products into the living room, it’s not a very far leap to realize how gay men with overstuffed sofas and hotel art were going to use their comfy new porno thrones.
However, I’m particularly enchanted by that long, loooooooong mouse cord. No need to spend money on batteries for those new-fangled wireless contraptions!
File Under:Living Room Wreckage

Steve: Lurid Digs asks our readers, what are you doing with your free time while you’re snowed in at your grandmother’s house this festive time of year?
File Under:Bedroom Terrors | Beyond Horrifying | Living Room Wreckage

Steve: Alone in the office for the holidays, but not for long, with these gorgeous holiday leggings a web cam-equipped laptop, and a fresh linens on a brand new space-foam bed. All that filing and archiving can wait.
File Under:Bedroom Terrors | Hot Anyway

Steve: Are you guys ready for some pant-off, mystical-holiday-ass action? I should hope you would be! Get loose for heaven’s sake!
This is the time of year when families come together to share in a spirit of giving and gratitude, and when their super-weird son who never moved out plays World of Warcraft in the basement, and takes pictures like this to post on dating sites developed entirely for other weird sons who live in their parents’ basements.
Tell you what, from one man to another, I want you to have this powder horn.
File Under:Beyond Horrifying | Dens From Hell

Steve: Mr. Lemons has undertaken the task of integrating the old with the new to splendid, and startling effect. Behind him, an array of semi-priceless items under consideration for display in his soon-to-be modernized living room, and to his right, the box from which his new 28.8 k modem emerged. In the dishwasher-safe Tupperware® container below his roost you’ll find pressed, lightly moist towelettes for practical reasons.

File Under:For the hell of it

Steve: Our November 10th Everything Sort-of Matches Award goes to Mr. Ron Palmer, with his fabulous surrealist indoor patio, featuring entirely random furniture placement, and a decorative cinder block wall, placed directly against the other, actual wall. Isn’t that part neat? We thought so.
Kudos, also for the gargantuan ash tray. Never have to empty that one, probably!
File Under:For the hell of it

Steve: For some, the safari motif ended ten years ago, and for others it simply became an entire lifestyle.
In this example, note the elegant, curling, pine cone-bearing vine which shrouds the sacred shrine of consummation.
File Under:Bedroom Terrors | For the hell of it

Steve: This promotional image from a major producer of plug-in air fresheners was never used in their new "gritty" and "demographically targeted" campaign due to the fact that the product isn’t visible in the shot.
First-time campaign director/photographer, Louis Thatch, remarks, “I was very focused on including as many tangible sources of odor as possible, so I didn’t always get the unit in-frame. I asked if we could add it in post [production] but at the end of the day the whole thing was a re-shoot and all I got out of these was a mysterious infection.”
File Under:Living Room Wreckage
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Steve: There’s a lot of motion here, in terms of the layout of this unusual and challenging space, but also in terms of the camera man, who I believe may have been falling over, or struggling to escape at the moment this photo was taken.
As far as how much slave labor was involved in the creation of the decor, I can estimate between seventy-five and one-hundred hours, which seems all the more futile given that all of this was purchased on clearance, some place with flickering fluorescent bulbs and a soundtrack of Faith Hill blaring over the faulty speaker system at a warehouse in Decatur, Alabama.
None of that detracts from the "sassy factor," however, which is clearly off the charts. Not even looking back.
File Under:Calvacade of Calamities | Living Room Wreckage