I remember sitting in this chair, but I don’t remember where—
It’s an All-American chair, we’ve all sat in this chair somewhere—
What’s more barbaric: murdering a tree (?) or carving up it’s carcass into a chair (?) —
Unfortunately, to what I’ve just done, neither compares—
Murder the tree, pulp it’s carcass, and then draw it’s taxidermied friend on there—
I’m kidding, but given that trees are made of wood and wood is made of paper, well then trees are a paper product to be fair—
I’m kidding again, this paper is made of cotton… I’m aware—
But I swear, it looks like you could just sit your butt right there on that chair—
This tree reminds of the Wild West. It belongs at a poker table in a saloon with 4 cowboys throwing their hard earned pay on a bottle of bad whiskey and a crooked poker game.
Cracker Barrel’s finest