Tell you what I did C 1 day:
I was working for a real estate office when we did an brokers' open house and, lo & behold, there was a 4 REAL Gustav Stickley kitchen table w/sloppy dripping paint cans really screwing it up. Of course my broker refused my request to speak 2 the owner @ it. My guess is the owner probably chopped up the matching chairs that were taking up 2 much room and used them for kindling. Makes perfect sense, no?
Ah, those were the daze Hahaha!
Ahhh, I need a break from medical marujiana, so whatever you are taking, I want some of that.