I'm pretty sure we were in Sears and we were looking for the first of many Archie Bunker-type chairs that we'd have in our house. We sat on them. We leaned them back...we're all about recliners, you see. We debated their durability. And we considered the most important thing of all, their resistance to flatulence.
And, my friends, let me share the tidbit of wisdom my boyfriend at the time taught me.
Dave: "Cloth upholstery absorbs fart smells. Leather doesn't."
So...If you've ever wondered why this non-cow-eating chick swears by her family's leather couch...well, now you know.
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