three cheers for old houses: hip, hip, fuck it.

[constance]

So if you're anything like me, it has often occurred to you to wonder, in between rounds of reading porn on the internet, what happens to a sheet of plaster three feet long, two feet wide, and three quarters of an inch thick when it falls from a height of eleven feet.







Also, here's a gratuitous picture of the dog post-cleanup, because the camera was already out and because he was sitting so sweetly without even being asked. Amazing.