waiter. there’s a penis in my chair.


i don’t know if i’m revealing some sort of cultural bias, but i’ll admit to being surprised that these chairs are not in fact from a way-off-the-main-strip vegas club, but rather were uncovered [ahem] by a friend in a restaurant and pottery shop in south korea.


i’m thinking that these would go perfectly around our dining room table, but i’m not sure i want to pay the shipping charges.

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