Ah macrame, the absorber of smells, the siren song of earwigs and moths, home to spiders. And on top of a pool table turned waterbed! Tres chic!
At least he keeps the neighborhood cats from fighting. By eating them.
I want my escape pod to be shaped like a crane.
It's so lovely of you to build an entire house for the hundreds of homeless spiders in your little patch of enchanted forest there! I'm sure they appreciate it.
It's like someone left a solitary marshmallow to rot in the woods and some industrious fungus Smurfs moved in.
All you really need on a vacation is a bed and plenty of space in which to relax. The best kind of vacation spot optimizes the latter.
Sure I need earplugs to drown out the terrifying nocturnal woodland creatures, but waking up is a breeze.
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