Anderson Cooper buys a New York firehouse to live in. Then gets sued by his interior designer after she falls through the hole in the floor where the firepole used to be.
Sorry, much as I too would hate to fall through a hole and hit the ground seventeen feet below, these things are a pretty standard in most firehouses. Like... err... what would you expect?
Also strikes me that a gay guy would be hard-pressed to find a gayer building to live in than a firehouse. So a tip of the (leather biker) hat to Anderson for that.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
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