Even on a cooking thread you have to put up with a bit of sleaze.

red bed, red walls, mirrors everywhere... that place look like an antre of sex, you and kegpapa must bang hard.

there's usually clothes on my bed before going to sleep, if there's something else, i have to take it off and put it in it's place before sleeping.

my bedroom looks like a place where hippies live. mattress on the floor, weird patchwork quilt thing hanging over the windows, indian elephants on the wall, paintings and blank canvases leaning up against the walls and shit...

ohh please, the mattress on the floor reminds me of happier times...

my room looks like a bunch of bobochic people came in chucked all my furniture out the window and hung a fucking patchwork sheet over the window.

not quite. almost.

He he.