The home of your dreams. Nestled in the Hollywood Hills.
81 bedrooms. 312 bathrooms. 4 pools. 14 car garage.
Lush gardens. Basketball and tennis courts.
And none of it fuckin matters, cause the cell service is so shitty, that you can’t pin, text, email or Twitter without jammin a 6ft cell phone router up your ass, and stickin a finger in a light socket for a power boost.
Then, Then… you got ONE bar.
Can u hear me now?