Where? Where?

Right... over... there....


Is Chair.

For all your real estate / mug needs

Behold the glory that is THE MUG:
Mr. Zarquon made this after doing serious, soul-draining research into the world of real estate swag. Note the misused quotation marks! The meaningless slogans! The lovely portrait of the real estate agent Chair! What does it all mean? Nobody knows. Perfect for confusing your coworkers. Yours for just $14.95.

Uh... hi, guys. What's up?

Oh, hi, Chairs. Ruth told me she'd seen you guys waiting here. Yeah, I've been mentioning you a few times in my blog lately... we're cool, though, right? You know it's out of affection, right? This is a welcoming party, not a threatening gang, right? Because you're looking a little thuggish standing there all together...

please don't hurt me

Hey!

Chair, do you mind? A little privacy, please! Nobody likes a peeping Tom.

Wish you were here

A few people have asked lately where Chair is. Don't worry. Gingerbeer found Chair taking a little break, relaxing with a good friend. After all the hard work of getting to be #2 in the world domination list, it's time to kick back and... uh... ignore the nice view.

Let's get ready to rumble!

On the count of three, come out of your corners swinging. One... two...


(Found by Candace.)

An aside

Found by Mr Zarquon on Horrible Tattoos. (And in case you don't read the comments, here's a little something Melinda whipped up for all your Chair needs...)

An old friend shows up

Chair -- get out of the fridge! Dinner will be ready any minute now.

A little privacy, please?

The chair is embarrassed about being caught in the bedroom. Sorry!

Don't jump!

No, Chair, don't do it! Bailey found you just in time. Just calm down... we can put you in touch with friends.

Play nice, you two.

Justin found this scene. If these chairs don't start sharing the cement mixer, they're both going to get timeouts.

Victorian Victorian

Christine found this classy B&B. Nothing says "worth almost a million bucks" like porn on the walls!

Plus we have an old friend dropping by. Perhaps the chair had made a reservation for the B&B, and wasn't notified about the changes:

As fast as your skinny plastic legs can take you!

Run, chairs, run! Be free!

Oh, Chair, how could you?

What did the big rabbit ever do to you?


Found by Roy.


(Sob...)

HOW I SPENT MY SUMMER VACATION

HOW I SPENT MY SUMMER VACATION
by
The Chair

Here I am, on my way:


First stop: my aunt and uncle's house. We sat out back and talked (here we are with my cousin):



Next I went to visit my old college housemates:



I guess I we relived the old days a bit too well, because I woke up here:


One I'd recovered, I was off to explore the big city:


One thing I like about travel is getting to meet people who don't look like all the people back home, if you know what I mean:


They took me and my old housemates to a cool party in someone's basement -- wild times!


My old housemates were a bit freaked out, though. They're so uptight:


Finally, back home for a much-needed rest.