Gawker pointed out today that television’s most haunted property just went back on the market. I guess the owners either died in the basement or got tired of those little ginger shits stealing their hubcaps.
What I find really fascinating about the listing is how closely the show replicated the house’s interior in its sets. Very impressive!
I wonder if whoever buys the house has to put up with Connie Britton running in the front door with a bloody crotch every few months? I understand she takes her roles very seriously.
Also, guys – I’ve seen tonight’s episode (“Birth”) and it’s completely batshit crazy, yet manages to tie together a bunch of seemingly unrelated threads from the season. I won’t give away anything more but it’s totally fucked up and utterly genius.
Anyway, I could go for a $4.5 million stocking-stuffer, couldn’t you? No need to wrap it!