Crap Chairs, part 1

If this chair were in Grandpa's house, he would call it the "magic chair," because magic duct tape is the only thing holding it together. Also because some kind of curse must have been placed upon us such that we have had this chair for so long. Has it been a year and a day? Where is the prince to come and kiss this odious toad?

Well, tonight a princess did the deed for us, albeit not with a kiss but with her backside. She sat in it. How dare she? And it broke. The seat broke right off. I guess the spell on the duct tape had been finally broken.

We will not be posting the picture of this nasty thing broken. Just imagine it, though. We'll be throwing it in the river where it belongs very very soon.

Stay tuned for more Crap Chairs. This series is conceived and photographed, and co-written, by Buster, the guy with an eye for chairs.