It seems that one of the things that happens when you get married is that you buy "grown-up" furniture. It costs a barking fortune.
Fancy new couch (or sofa? what's the difference anyway?).
Jess approves of the new mattress & box springs. Queen-size, not double. Getting old am I.
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