I. Have. A. Bed.
That's right. We went to IKEA, that mecca of all things Swedish and reasonably priced, and we bought us a box o'pine. And screws. And little turny Allen-wrenchy things. And another bundle o'pine. And a set of instructions without a single word in them, English, Swedish or Chef.And we put the fucker together, all by our little
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