Skateboard House

When I was growing up, I would have killed for this house. Now I'm certain that this house would kill me (if the wife didn't get to me first).

As a side-note, I've actually been without a skateboard for almost a full year now, after an embarrassing and slightly painful showing off exhibition for the neighborhood kids in the middle of the street ended exactly as the adult onlookers predicted. I blame the shoes....

(note to self - never sell things that caused you to bleed while you're still bleeding. You will not negotiate a good price)