Years ago, I was being babysat by my older cousin. Neither of us had any money, but we were hankering after pizza.
We managed to scrape up funds for an extra large from Dominos by ransacking the couch and chairs, hunting under the bookcases and fridge and going through the pockets of all the Winter coats.

I'm not sure it's possible to recreate that triumphant feeling.

Of course when my parents got home they didn't believe us and we got yelled at for having "obviously" stolen from my dad's wallet. Feh.

Even so, after that I'm all in favour of letting couch debris accumulate.

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