Many of you are particularly curious about Martin and his couch shartin‘. To put your minds (and my sanity) at ease, I’ll address the some of the questions. (That sounded so press conference-ish.)
Fortunately, for me, we moved 3 years ago from the house next to him. Which, I guess, is quite unfortunate for you, because I can’t imagine what else would have happened in those years that I would have openly blogged about. While I’ve never relieved myself on someone else’s couch, I’d imagine it would make you a lot more comfortable with them. or uncomfortable. I guess it depends. Speaking of Depends…
Believe me, the two years we lived next to him were full of entertainment.
Now, the question at large was what we did with our couch following the incident. We did get rid of it. Luckily, we had plans for a new couch anyway, and while there was no residual mess (another common question), it was still gross. It was definitely wiped clean. Since we have family in the furniture business obtaining a couch the NEXT day wasn’t any trouble. We gave the old couch to a family who needed one. In the end, I am not sure how charitable donating a couch that had been severely sharted on really was.
Also, some people were also wondering about what Martin did after he shat our couch. Well, friends, he jumped up and ran to the bathroom.
After running to the bathroom, he walked back into our living room (poopy pants and all), apologetically told us he had to go home because his wife called (she didn’t) and waltzed out the door. He never addressed the issue at all. EVER.
But don’t be fooled! Letting it go on our couch certainly did not stop him from frequently returning to our home which resulted in even more mayhem. Trust me, there’s more to come.
On a separate note, I think I’m going to copy what several of my other blog pals are doing right now, and offer some Q & A. So if any of you have questions, ask away. If you don’t have a question, ask me something completely ridiculous. I’ll probably answer. Or you could also shower me with kind words. I’m having a rough day.










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