|I have nowhere to sleep.|
|Dust, dust everywhere.|
|When I picture lots of hot, sweaty men in my living room, it somehow looks different in my head.|
|I think my oven is under there somewhere.|
|Erik wearing a dust mask is always a good sign.|
|Blueboard to starboard.|
|We had to put the cushions somewhere.|
|Hmm. This might be getting a little crowded.|
|Who doesn't love a little fibreglass?|
|Amy doesn't, that's who.|
PHOTO CENSORED FOR REASONS OF WEEP-INDUCING MESSINESS EVEN THOUGH MOM CLEANS UP THIS ROOM EIGHT TIMES A DAY.
Well. I just feel sorry for all of you. Obviously my spouse loves me way more than yours loves you, you poor saps. Enjoy your "clean homes" and "places to sleep", suckers. Papillon Crew is subsisting on love alone these days, baby.