What the hell? Seriously. I don't remember giving this bitch permission to photograph what I call "my" kitchen, let alone post it to the intenet. In fact, I'm sure I didn't. I suppose that my indignation in this instance is inconsequential, considering I don't own this house. I do, however, own the sexy black fridge I can only surmise she was perched on with her obviously sub par digital camera.
Anyhow, there have been a few cases where my pissed offed-ness feel justified. I just
