I had one of those moments this weekend where i just had to do it. The couch that i’ve been using for the past few years originally owned by Jesse’s parents that i inherited down the line. The cushions have eventually been squished beyond sit-ability, and the fabric has started to disintegrate into sandy substance. I had the urge to go Lucy on it, and took a knife to the cushion to open the sucker up. I didn’t stop there and pulled away all the fabric and even took some of the wood off too. I just had to get rid of it, as it was basically just a sad excuse for a couch.