We had to remove my couch from Scott's, and bring it to Tara's:
We had to remove Tara's couch from Tara's and leave it in an alley:
We had to move Scott's girlfriend's couch into Scott's, which involved tying it with rope and throwing it off a balcony:
I ended up just giving Tara my couch. I didn't want to own a couch I never liked that much anyway if it means stuff like worrying about where it is. I originally got the couch by trading a free couch I really like but that my sister had ruined when she bleached her hair to my girlfriend at the time for this couch and $50. Best $50 I ever made.
Someone please give me a free couch in like December, okay?
Oh, and now that the girls are moving, who wants to storrow my patio set?
Incidentally, the worst part of all of this is that for a week in July, my old red couch will be where I sleep, but Tara is moving. After somehow jamming that thing in her basement suite, I'm now going to be responsible for getting it out of there too.