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Absurdly humorous illustration: a skinny, shirtless young man dressed in torn red swimming trunks, holding a beer bottle in one hand. He’s perched atop a huge, dilapidated swimming pool diving board. He’s about to take the plunge, headfirst, into this waterless bathtub full of dirt and cracked tiles. A few old, decaying buoys await him below, meant to cushion a fatal fall. Friends of his look down on him and cheer him on before the fatal somersault.

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Absurdly humorous illustration: a skinny, shirtless young man dressed in torn red swimming trunks, holding a beer bottle in one hand. He's perched atop a huge, dilapidated swimming pool diving board. He's about to take the plunge, headfirst, into this waterless bathtub full of dirt and cracked tiles. A few old, decaying buoys await him below, meant to cushion a fatal fall. Friends of his look down on him and cheer him on before the fatal somersault.

In an absurdly humorous illustration, a skinny, shirtless young man is depicted dressed in torn red swimming trunks, skillfully balancing on a dilapidated swimming pool diving board with one hand gripping a beer bottle. Ready to take the plunge, he is poised for a headfirst leap into a waterless bathtub, its interior filled to the brim with dirt and tiles showing severe wear and tear. Strewn throughout the crumbling structure below, a smattering of old, decaying buoys compounds the precariousness of his intended feat, apparently meant to provide tepid support in the case of a potentially catastrophic descent. Overhead, a group of companions stands gazing down upon him, their expressions teeming with anticipation and encouragement, presumably rallying him onward as he braces himself for the daring and perhaps ill-advised somersault looming ominously overhead and resting amidst the brief, gravity-defying moments signaling his risky exploit.

So, the object should be, well, let's say, a little bit, well, the renovation has begun, that is, the floors have been laid, well, that is, the laminate has been laid on the walls, nothing should be there. Let it be OSB, this one, maybe, Rovny, remove these joints and seams. It's also as if there is no chandelier yet. That is, you can hang an Ilyich lamp, but it should be visible that there is wiring somewhere to it, you need to look there somehow, well, you need to run it somehow, so that there is a switch. There will be doors, they should be standing. we don't have batteries, that's why. Therefore, the floor will be electric, we don't have a floor, we will have batteries below under the floor. Or make an electric regulator, so that we have electric. In the Scandinavian style
An absurdly humorous Claude Serre-style illustration follows: a skinny, shirtless young man dressed in torn red swim trunks, holding a beer bottle in one hand. He's perched atop a huge, dilapidated swimming pool diving board. He's about to take the plunge, headfirst, into this waterless bathtub full of dirt and cracked tiles. A few deflated and decaying old buoys await him below, supposed to cushion a fatal fall. Friends of his look down on him and cheer him on before the fatal somersault.
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