Everything Screwed to the Walls

We bought a flat. We did some light renovation with the last of our money and started to live there. The neighbors were also renovating, but it has been going on for over a year now!
One day they asked my husband to help them move something. After 10 minutes, the husband came back with dazed eyes and said, “Can you imagine, they have nothing on the floor there, because all the furniture is nailed to the walls. Even the fridge is on some shelf and the bed.”

It turns out that the neighbors have some kind of obsession with the fact that nothing should stand on the floor, so they screw everything to the walls. And when they decide to move something, they have to drill again in a new place. But they say it’s very convenient for a robot vacuum. We have fun neighbors.

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