Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Corcoran's new emotional math.

(click ad to read) Nobody's buying your million-dollar one-bedroom anytime soon, stubborn, rich NYCer who refuses to lower your asinine asking price one fucking cent. But at least evil Corcoran is out there fighting for you, trying to justify your number with confusing, warm and fuzzy square footage calculations (scanned from the Home supplement to the New York Times). Previously in SHUT-UP CORCORAN: the Hamptons Dockside Douchebag, the three-story baby triplex, the divorced iBanker fuckpad, the up-state horse fucker, and galling Earth Day irony.


Blogger Teenie said...

Who are these realtors talking to, anyway? Drones? Who falls for this exaggerated fluff?

9:10 AM  

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