Perhaps not my best decision ever. But this tall drink of water Heidi Aphrodite* whom I met while out having adventures with Tiffany-who-loves-karoake challenged me to fit under a bar stool and I was all, “Yeah, I can do that in about 4 seconds.” Which I did. But folks, I can’t advise you to do the same. Thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster there wasn’t gum or ahem somewhere on that chair.
*Note: Heidi Afrodite would be an amazing drag queen name.
PLEASE TRY A SUITCASE NEXT????????????
I know totally need to get in a suitcase. But I can’t figure out how to top Jessie in a suitcase.