What are friends for right? So a couple of weeks ago, I get a phone call from one of my friends and he asks me what I'm doing.
"Hey John What are you doing?"
And I tell him that I'm leaving Taylor's Coffee and just got done studying.
He then informs that He and Michael are at my house.
So I drive home and I find that they are watching the movie Gladiator. I assume that, that Monday night would be labeled a man's night, right? Gladiator. 3 men watching it. Eating Steaks (not really). Doing manly things you know?
Well as I walk into my house I see that my house has been kind of re-arranged. At first everything seems normal. My television is in it's normal place. The couch is aimed at the tv. There's a rug in between the two. But then to my surprise I see my bed in the middle of the TV and the couch.
I ask myself: "Self, was that like that earlier?" Obviously not, because my bed is suppose to be in my BEDroom. So I ask them: "What have ya'll done??"
They calmly respond: "We've turned it into a BOUCH. 1/2 couch, 1/2 bed. You know, a Bouch John."
So of course, as destiny would have it. They leave and go home.
Did they put my bed back? No.
Did I sleep on the Bouch that night? Yes.
Have I slept there for the past 1 week and 3 days? Yes.
Have I had the opportunity to move my bed back into my room? Yes.
Will I move my bed back in the near future? Probably not.
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