It looks a little bit like this:
I used the station vehicle to go pick it up, which was an adventure in itself. It's 1987 Chevy Suburban, raised tires, huge, no air conditioning. It was like driving a living room. A really hot living room.
I also dragged this futon up my stairs by myself. Rawr. I am completely able to take care of myself. You have to be. I'm all independent like Beyonce sings about.
No more sleeping on the floor!
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