Thursday, January 24, 2013

Drunken monkeys.

It started with IKEA. IKEA, otherwise known as the store with drunken monkeys stocking the assembly kits. No, really. 

I unpacked my chair, Timesboy (the non-drunken and non peacoat wearing monkey) looked at the directions with said chair, raised an eyebrow, and said "Drunken monkey directions?"

You see why the kid thinks that drunken monkeys are in charge at IKEA, right?

One bad tool, six crooked washers, and a seven page set of comic book directions later....


And we have a beginning to my spot. No monkeys allowed. Drunken, peacoat-wearing or otherwise.

Peace and love and pre-stripped IKEA screws :-)


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