It's a chair! No, no, no, it's a fence! Wait, no, it's a table! Yes, no, a...birdhouse? Not quite, not quite, no, em, a desk? No, couldn't get the legs in there, between all the shelves...
What is this thing? What preternatural evilll was responsible for its design; what inhuman, diabolic insensitivity to reason and decency enabled its execution? Why was it made, and does it go indoors or out, this white-picket birdhouse desktablebookshelf étagère-seat?
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I'll tell you what it is ... it is ghastly. Please don't tell me you own it.
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