in my mod-lovin’ dreams…
But in reality,
This is my chair.
Painful, I know…
Don’t let a hunka-hunka burnin’ love sit in that puppy, Kelly…
If this were to happen, It’d break your freakin’ heart.
In his defense, it was already cracked. Just one of the minor things I didn’t notice in my utter bleepin’ excitement over finding this lovely specimen.
Do you think anyone would notice if I just left that tape there?
Or do I really have to haul out the drill and wood glue?