Every piece of used furniture has a story to tell. We only need to sit back and listen.
Im okay right here but this store is bright, man. These lights are, like,dude. Serious.
Yeah, so, I got, like, kicked out. I was so chill in the basement, man, it was so good. It was all cool down there and dark. Not like this place, man. This place is loud and, like, crazy-bright. The basement was quiet. I could listen to my jams, dude, and just be mellow.
But, yeah, no more. They all said, That things gotta go, like I wasnt just sittin right there and could hear em. Heartless, dude, for real.
Its like they didnt even remember the good times anymore...
They used to sit on me, all chill, and play video games for, like, a million hours. And Id just hang out, bein all comfy, relaxin in the blue light from the TV. Man, that was awesome. And then sometimes, theyd have friends over and play cards and stuff and that was pretty cool too. Bein all social-like, drinkin, feelin like you're part of something bigger, you know.
Not fair! Do you have any idea how awkward it is to explain to your coworkers that you're cracking up all by yourself in your cube because of a story about a stoner chair?
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if only there were a matching ottoman ... the stories it could tell. :) nice piece! tee hee!
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Hilarious! I *SO* love these "Imagined Life" posts.
Go, Jessica!
Leah
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:)
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Npw read the story again, only try to hear it in the voice of Otto, the Simpson's buss driver! Or Tommy Chong.
My favorite Tommy Chong saying is "Well, if we're all going to were uniforms, then I think we should like all wear something different".
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love. this. post.
for reals, dude
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