So I hope to keep this one short and sweet. I realize a lot of people don't find the humor however in this story so by all means let me know your take on the situation.
Lately I feel like my post have been a little more nag and a lot less funny. I hope that's just me being hypercritical but I just want to let you know that these blogs come from a light heart. I usually laugh for a good five to ten minutes during the actual event and I usually only post it if I know it will make you laugh or I've retold and laughed very hard.
Alright so I bought a cute table and two chairs I can honestly tell you the only time I've used my chairs is for recycling. I like to hang the bag on them. Anyway so my roommate took the first chair in his room two years ago and after a few months of mistreating the chair it broke. We laughed and finally he replaced it. So after a few more months of mistreatment we had friends over and we were playing apples to apple ( quick draw I may add) The next thing we knew there was a boy laid out on the floor and the chair in shambles. So after months of having one chair my roommate brought these hideous and I truly mean hideous chairs. I wish I had a picture of them. I would get a picture but you'll see in a few moments why I no longer can.
So let me refer you to an earlier post about the lawsuit story. During that time we had a tiff about him replacing my chair, it went something like this:
Me: Where is my chair?
Him: What Chair?
Me: The chair you broke.
Him: MY FRIEND BROKE IT
Him: It's in the closet...
Me: I threw it away months ago.
At this point he is walking away towards him room. The little twerp does not handle confrontation well.
Me: Just replace my chair.
Him: You can have my chairs.
Me: (snort) Your chairs your chairsssss
Him: A chair.
He then walked in to his room and slammed the door of course. As my friend and I left I picked up "my chair" and threw it across the room and said I LOVE MY CHAIR. it tumbled across the floor. Later that night it was still in the middle of the room but the following day he loaded all his chairs even the one he had given to me in his car. It was quite the site to see.
I still don't have a chair or a sauce pan :(
Please allow me to try and describe these chairs... they are poop brown round "1970" space ships with hideous rails. They had large fur balls on the bottom of the chairs that often shed. Oh goodness.