Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Cheap and Easy Home Repairs Guaranteed to Increase Value


Host: Hello, and welcome to another episode of Improve or Move!, I’m your host, Bob Villa. Today we’re here at 84 Glyde St., in Toledo, Ohio. This three-bedroom, two-bathroom ranch-style house is 1,500 square feet and is situated on 2 acres of land in the prime, on-the-rise neighborhood of Prizraki Quarter, on the west side of Toledo.

This home was built in 1956 and seems to be situated above not just one, but 14 Indian Burial Sites, six Pet Semataries, nine burned down insane asylums, four orphanages where the children all died from radon poisoning*, two interdimensional Celtic portals (one straight to Hell, one to where the Cenobites live), 12 alien anal-probing encounters and is also the location of where Kanye proposed to Kim.

And yet, even with all that territorial bad juju, the family that moved in two years ago, the Maitlands, had not truly experienced anything paranormal until, well, just a few months ago, isn’t that right Adam?

Adam: That’s right Bob. About four months ago. We started to experience some spooky occurrences: doors opening, windows closing, chairs stacking themselves in impossible ways. You know, the base level stuff. We asked our neighbors if they had heard our screams of terror at night or experienced strange happenings themselves. They told us to just relax, it’s normal around here and it’ll run its course soon.

Bob: Did it?

Adam: Hell no Bob! Things just escalated. First our reflections in the mirror tried chocking us every time we brushed our teeth or hair. Next, the refrigerator tried to eat us. Then the elevator started opening its doors and gallons upon gallons of blood would come pouring out. This is a one-story house Bob, where’d the elevator come from?!

Bob: Was there anything else?

Adam: Oh sure. There was the knock knock…

Bob: Ah yes. Knocking on walls and whatnot is very typical of these types of situations.

Adam: Not knocking Bob. Knock knock jokes! Do you know how many times you can hear about interrupting cows or how “orange you glad I didn’t say banana” before you go insane? The jokes were so bad, they made the maggots the spirits put in our food seem subdued in comparison.

Bob: Maggots are a great source of protein. Anyway Adam, let me give you a quick rundown on what we’re going to be doing to your house this episode. First, we’re going to take out your cement driveway. We’re instead going to replace it with gravel made out of pulverized stone from the dungeons under the Tower of London. Those medieval cells were consecrated by Pope Pullum Stercore the Cowering. Let’s go over there now and check it out.

Hi Faustus, what can you tell us about this new driveway?

Faustus: Well Bob, we imported this gravel all the way from England. This stone has absorbed the suffering and pain of hundreds of guilty and innocent souls throughout the generations and as such makes a great “roach motel” for ghosts. Spooks check in, but they don’t check out.

Bob: Great! And over here Adam you’ll see that we adding Inca-era gargoyles to the eaves of your house. See how they’re spread out every 6.66 feet and basically circle the whole house? You’ll get excellent 360-degree protection with these babies. The glyphs inscribed on the base of each one is a powerful incantation. These grotesqueries will ward off anything from a low-ranking wandering specter, to a poltergeist, to little drowned white girls, all the way to demons from the sixth circle of Hades.

Adam: Why do they all look like horribly-visaged succubae, ready to strip the flesh from our bones?

Bob: They actually look like Kesha, and that’s to scare away solicitors and Jehovah’s Witnesses.  
Adam: Cleaning the gutters is going to suck now.

Bob: Come around to the backyard so we can show you what else we’re working on…

Worker: Bob! Bob! We’ve got a slight emergency over here by the air conditioning unit.

Bob: What is it, Gus?

Gus: As you know, instead of functioning as it should, the AC unit has been blowing the feted, putrid air of a thousand bloated, rotting corpses throughout the house. Well, the Voodoo High Priest who was supposed to come today and bless the unit with spells, chicken heads and incense, missed his flight and according to Santeria law, he’s not allowed to board another plane until after a goat has been sacrificed during the third full moon in one month. And we’re just not budgeted for that.

Bob: Okay, we’ll go with the backup. Bring out the Tibetan Shaman and we’ll set up the Mandalas. Easy fix!
Well, that’s about it today on Improve or Move!. Tune in next time when we install, for the Maitlands, a breakfast séance nook, remodel Adam’s study into a library to house grimoires to fight the forces of malevolence and we crank up the Holy Water Hot Tub out back. Remember: the Power of Christ compels you to have a good week. Bye everybody!

*The silent killer!

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