This stool knocked urgently and fell away from me with aplomb.

Loose, not sloppy, like short lengths of a broken corduroy tube. Scent? Just this side of vinegar.
posted by Nils at 4:32 AM

This morning’s birth neatly summarised last night’s erratic diet of pizzas, pastas, hams, ports, wines and colas. I was running late and eager to complete. But I was too hasty and forced to deliver a post-wipe encore.
posted by MrGeorge at 3:47 AM