Hee. Much easier to sell the coffee table, I’d guess.
It’s not shy at all. It’s actually *scared * of the coffee table. That’s why it’s cowering in the corner.
Wouldn’t you be afraid of a coffee table that wore shoes?
Well, it looks that way to me!
Geez, there must be a diarrhea/blood/kool-aid stain the size of a grown man on that couch.
It used to be a grown man, duh. They leak when they’re dead for awhile.
In fact, the remains might still be there.
Clever, maybe even sneaky, photo. It reminds me of a huge photo book of every “management employee” in a huge corporation I used to work for back in my early days. There must have been at least 100 pages, each page with at least 50 pictures, of all the non-hourly employees from coast to coast and overseas who worked for this monster. And 98% of the pictures looked like they were taken from high school yearbooks with that posed look so many have.
But there was one picture that had to have been taken by somebody who was at least 50’ away of a guy leaning against the side of his car. You could tell he was a male human being, but there was no way of telling who he was. Imagine such a photo on the wall at the post office. Better yet, on a driver’s license.
The couch is better, though. And I agree that there must be something nasty or naughty being covered by that table.
It’s a Hide-a-Bed.
Obviously no relation to The Curious Sofa.