I grew up surrounded by favorite rocking chairs that would suddenly disappear, dogs that never barked and magical metal knick-knack wooden boxes. Couches went flying faster then I can remember and once we all got high on glue. We built pillow caves and my cousin got a suppository up her butthole while hiding in one of them. I come from a family of carpenters, furniture sellers and interior designers. I get older and my childhood toys get larger, more colorful and shift shapes. I love to play. Let’s play.

1 comment:

KhingKOBRA said...

F'ing great stuff man... I really digg it, Really brings me back to crashing on peoples floors back in college, where a pillow became your best friend for the night!!!