house of trouser

my lodger and i maybe a manly house hold who talk about cars and stuff, but we also have these in the lounge. completely unrelated i spent a large portion of this evening ordering a massive new fridge freezer taking us from a current freezing capacity of a couple of ice pops to that of a ben & jerry's distribution center. if i weren't so messy might this be some form of domestic bliss? perhaps i would err on the side of being sick of ice pops and add a complete denial of any knowledge of the origin of the illustrated plant and how it came to be in this MANsion.