March 9th, 2017

pissy red dragon from tammylee

'And the curse of Hell upon the false upstart'

...who, some forty years ago, manufactured an inert slab of cotton rag and called it a 'futon', so that thereafter in the west a futon is a dead weight of 80 lbs+, preferably without handles or anything to manoeuvre it with.

Which is to say, I succeeded in flipping the futon all by myself, for certain values of 'succeeded.' There's still a gap at the head because I can't manage to push it up against the wall. Books will doubtless slip down there because books do. Grahhh.