You know who I don't like?
Flippers. No, not the dolphins -- real estate investors. Of course not all flippers are bad; some are just savvy. But it's the ones that abuse it that really bug me. How do they justify buying a home dirt-cheap and only paying for cosmetic improvements before turning around to sell it? I hope they lose LOTS of sleep at night over the thought that some well-meaning family is sleeping over a rotten foundation and under a collapsing roof. But that profit was worth it, eh? Hey, at least that linoleum is nice and shiny! Find another hobby, people. Geez.
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2 Comments:
It is a wonder how some people can sleep at night.
You're sweet Mrs. Lane. (Even though you're maligning half our clients. I hope they're the good guys.)
Thursday, January 05, 2006
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There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.
May 2006 be
your time to laugh,
embrace & receive
personal peace,
Dr. Howdy
Thursday, January 05, 2006
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