The Trouble With Cushions

You can always tell when a bloke has become settled into a relationship.

I guess the little kiddie causing chaos is a fair sign of such things, but whilst staying with my best friend who likes nothing more than buying DVDs and then watching them at high volume through his A/V system, I was struck with the number of cushions in his house. However, rather oddly, I actually think they are invisible to him and he’s totally unaware of their existence.

They were breeding like Tribbles and could be found all over his house – even morphing into strange cuddly creatures that looked remarkably like furry animals – seals in particular.

Their focal breeding point appeared to be the guest bedroom where it took me a full ten minutes to remove the said furry mass from the bed before I then spent an uncomfortable nights sleep surrounded by various creatures peering at me from out of the darkness. Oh, that and a cat which proceeded to take up half the bed, purr loudly and then leave half me with half of its hair on the duvet cover.

Any ideas as to where these breeding blighters came from would be greatly appreciated. Oh, and I'm assuming it's not the cat.