My brother is sick and tired of the living room.....
My brother just got off the phone with me demanding the dimensions of our dark brown Ikea couch. He's at Target and all of a sudden he wants to buy a slip cover. He says he wants to "Jazz it up a bit" and that he's tired of that "Ugly brown couch." So he says it's ugly and goes as far as saying, "It doesn't make me want to sit in the living room!" to which I reply, "YOU FUCKING SIT IN THE LIVING ROOM ALL DAY!" And this is very true, he comes home from work and does one of three things and usually all 3 together: Play XBOX, surf the internet, and listen to radio. Apparently, he has been overcome with a sickness that has been caused by our dark brown-ness of our couch and it has paralyzed him to that very living room leaving him only limited motion in his hands to play video games and type. Oh the inhumanity! This is coming from the guy who has a full length poster of "1999: The Bronx Warriors" hanging in the said living room.



Maybe I shouldn't be too hard on him, but seriously, I find it funny he's got a wild hair up his ass to buy a slip cover. Gay impulse much? Now the living room will probably look like that of an Italian Pornographer's with an extensive geek-centric DVD collection.