My transformation to couch potato is complete!
They won't let him in the house because he can't fit through the door. Slim down, Chair!
I'll prune up and wither away before I'll get out of this glorious tub. You can't make me!
Got too much crap sitting around? Just bundle it into new furniture! Genius! Never throw anything away ever again!
Someday I'll have a book nook. One purpose only: reading! And maybe petting a cat.
A whole family planning to end it together, what is this, "The Virgin Chairicides?"