Holy shit

Keep the baby, throw out the sink

Recently, the presence of farm sinks has surged. A disturbing trend and I want to be very clear about my position on these monstrosities. They belong on a farm in Vermont or some such. People have taken to calling them apron sinks, but this is lipstick on a pig. A rose by any other name. You get it.

They’re also getting fancier, trying to seduce you, whispering sweet decorating nothings in your ear, lulling you into a stupor. Awwww….what a great idea. It’s so pretty and different.

SNAP OUT OF IT!!

In 3 – 5 years, you’re going to want to rip that bitch out of the wall with your fingernails.

This is the second time we’ve had to discuss this, so back away. #SpreadTheWord

I know this is a controversial opinion, but I stand by it.