I am now the proud owner of a jacked up, made over recliner.
No, not a four wheel drive, tricked out truck, but a recliner. You know, a nice soft, cushion-y chair.
If you will recall, once upon an October evening in 2025, I was sitting in my recliner drinking a diet coke and scrolling through Facebook when I began sinking down, down, down.
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