sofa (ricklying sofa) – $300
Sofa (ricklying sofa) for sale.
very comfortable.
excellent condition.No delivery.
You want a ricklying sofa? I got a ricklying sofa for you – right after this cut.
I’ll bet that sofa is never gonna unexpectedly recline and hurt you, either.
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I keep wondering how they could spell all the other words right and swing and miss on “reclining”.
Yes, Sparky’s spelling is sofa king lame……….
You know, if I find Rick lying in my chair the first thing I’ll say is…
“Who is this Rick person and why is he lying in my chair?”
I mean, really..what is this world coming to when we have random Ricks lying in our chairs? I don’t care how comfortable he is, I want him out of my chair!
The Rick is a lie.
Yeah, despite claims of “excellent condition”, right?
I guess the “no delivery” disclaimer shoulda been my first clue.
I’m so disappointed. Sigh…
The Rick is a snake.
The snake has a dead auntie.
Just roll him out of your chair.
Perhaps it’s just poor photography, but that sofa doesn’t look like it’s in excellent condition. It looks potentially dead-auntie-juice- and snake-harboring.
Does anyone else wonder what the deal is with Rick’s left hand in that picture?
Gee, thanks for making me look.
Don’t worry, I did the same thing.
My work here is done … 8)
Yeah, I looked too.
Andie & Lola — I like the new looks!!!
He’s keeping in touch with himself.
Nah, his hand is on his calf. But I bet he’s secretly flexing and checking out his own muscle definition. The expression on his face tells me he might need to hit the gym.
He’s hiding his ricklying metaphorical fig leaf.
$300? Really? Get over yourself sparky!
But Mudsy, that sofa has marinated in his essence. $300 is a steal for sparky infused sofa!
Oh great, just what we need. Another haunted sofa.
When purchasing furniture I specifically avoid anything that can be described with the phrase “marinated in his essence” no matter how great a bargain it is.
How about “stewed in his juices”?
SJ, even if it’s been marinated in the essence of Nathan Fillion?
That would be one of the few exceptions, EB.
Oh..I forgot Taco. The sofa must be a scratch and sniff.
As in;
“Why am I so itchy?” :sniff-sniff: “And what’s that smell?”
Yes—a smell to die for. I believe it’s a magic pirate sofa reek-liner with a haunted accordian and a missing leg.
Lovely new pic Lola <3
Thank you, I needed a change.
Yeah, my first reaction (after “What the $#@$@#$ is ‘ricklying’???”, because I would never have figured out on my own that it meant “reclining”) was “Good condition?? That sofa looks like it’s about to fall apart!!!”
Today’s inner monologue brought to you by the letter @, the numbers ( and ), and “”””.
I must just not be snarky today… I don’t see anything wrong with it in the picture… :-p The fabric looks like it’s microfiber and not all brushed the same way, and the back looks uneven, but that’s because it’s reclined…
(Again with my coreying… I think today needs some chocolate for breakfast. And more caffeine.)
Maybe it is fine, but that picture doesn’t prove it, at least how I see it.
The more I look at it, the more I am convinced it’s a sibling to my parent’s loveseat. Theirs is leather, though, or a reasonable facsimile.
The one irritation I have with it is that the lower back cushion regularly gets flattened and pinched behind the seat cushion when you return it to the upright position so you have to keep fluffing it back out.
But I would SO steal it from them anyway.
Well, furniture stolen from a household without snakes or ghosts is almost always worth taking. Mr. AR and I had to buy fairly little furniture of our own when we got married, because my parents had a spare bed, dining room set, and various tables lying around.
Were the tables red?
How many sides did the round ones have?
This Rick fella is charging $300 just to lie to me?
And here I’ve been giving it away for free.
“L000000-seeeeeee, you got some splain’lying to do!!!”
But it would look so nice in the Snark Lounge. Do we have any cash left over from Cap’n’s bake sale? I’ll chip in my jar of
guanofeathers.We’ll have to move the haunted Craftmatic bed back into the garage to make room.
But that’s where we fixee.ee.dee. bikess.sss!
It’s that or we have to sell the red table for free.
What about the Winterbagel? Surely we could move that outside?
I guess we could park it between the stove and the deer swing set.
Never Gonna Give Me Up
by Rick’s Assprint
We’re no strangers to loveseats
You know I’m worn out, and so do I
Some reupholstery’s what I’m thinking of
I wouldn’t ask this of any other guy
I am stained, my armrests are all ripping
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give me up
Never gonna put me down
Never gonna take me down to dump me
Never gonna break me up
And use me for firewood
Never gonna get rid of me so easy
You’ve had me covered for so long
You’ve meant to steam clean but you’re too poor to pay it
Instead, we both know what’s been going on
You’ve been to Craigslist and you’re gonna to use it
And if I’m asked about my cushions
I’m gonna lie straight to their face
Never gonna give me up
Never gonna put me down
Never gonna take me down to dump me
Never gonna break me up
And use me for firewood
Never gonna get rid of me so easy
You’ve had me covered for so long
You’ve meant to steam clean but you’re too poor to pay it
Instead, we both know what’s been going on
You’ve been to Craigslist and you’re gonna to use it
And if I’m asked about my cushions
I’m gonna lie straight to their face
Never gonna give me up
Never gonna put me down
Never gonna take me down to dump me
Never gonna break me up
And use me for firewood
Never gonna get rid of me so easy
True… you haunt my daymares.
I remember when the group unexpectedly performed at the 40 Watt when everyone was expecting the Chester Droors.
I must confess that I couldn’t even interpret “ricklying.” Better have that second slice of coffee.
Today the slices are espresso! Just what we need on
MondayTuesday!Espresso slices should be an option every day. Kick start the brain in a good hurry, which is essential to wrapping your head around most CL postings here. They’re especially good at mitigating the taste of unexpected Rick rolls.
[corey] “reclining” [/corey]
😀
Reclining Corey is the Corey that likes to look sexy in a comfortable way while dishing out some knowledge.
In fact, I picture Reclining Corey like the dad figure chillin’ on the couch in the Snuggie commercial.
I’ll wait for the teleplay, Smiley.
My question is this: Why does Rick have a problem with honesty? Which of course prompts the question: Is it just one Rick in particular, or do all Ricks lie?
Mr. JD’s name is Rick, and he doesn’t have a problem with lying (one reason I married him). But he does enjoy a nice nap, which is why when I saw this ad I wondered how Sparky knew his name to personalize the ad. Yes, in the wildly unlikely event we were to purchase Sparky’s busted-ass, auntie juice-infused loveseat, Rick would, in fact, be lying on it. Maybe even reclining on it. Eew.
Andie’s in the box! Tankerbell can’t be far behind!
I give all the thanks to
JesusChris.Can you provide a notarized statement to that effect?
Sure, for a small fee.
:checks pockets:
Let’s see … I have an elastic hair tie and what appears to be either a spontaneously generated lifeform or a very linty honey-lemon cough drop.
Decisions, decisions. I’ll take the spontaneously generated linty honey-lemon cough drop for 100, Alex.
I can’t believe I’ve been rickrolled by YSaC…is there nowhere safe??!!?1? Although, now that I’ve calmed down, I guess it doesn’t really count if it’s not video you have to read the lyrics in the comments .
I specifically didn’t read the lyrics in an effort to avoid the earworm. I’m not sure it worked, though, and I may have to counter with Manah-manah on the iPod in a little bit.
Manah-manah is our (the llamanun and ostrimu’s) song. It has a very special meaning in our relationship — it actually helped us meet. No, really.
Seeing that you often reference Over Thinking It, and what I have learned from that site about that song, I’m not going to ask about that heart-warming tale. 😀
Is manah-manah anything like the Numa Numa song?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u85Ta5eCCHU
Oh, THAT manah manah. I would never have spelled it like that. I love that song! Now totally want to know the story of how it gave rise to the union of our Llamanun and Ostrimu (BBUT).
Skips away singing “La-Llamanun, bee dee be de pee… La-Llamamun, bee dee dee deep…”
I’m picturing something involving a non-traditional nunnery and a travelling petting zoo.
Actually, my folks have a loveseat like that one and it IS super comfy. If the velveteen upholstery didn’t ensure that it would soon become a twin to my fuzzy cat, I’d consider getting it.
However, finding upholstered furniture that won’t be promptly destroyed by said cat (either via scratches and punctures or by being a shed-hair magnet) is challenging.
My sister has a dark blue ricklying chair that could be a cousin; she has three dogs, two cats, and three children and it has held up fairly well. The back did fall off once but my BIL eventually got it back on.
I knew I shouldn’t have said anything. I just got a 502 Bad Gateway. Maybe it’s the study gods (or the llama-nun, bees be upon her) telling me to get back to work for my finals tomorrow. *sigh*
Good luck, Archie!
Thanks! I am looking forward to NMST (No More School Thursday).
Sounds like it’s going to be a real So Happy It’s Thusday in the Archie household.
I just got one too.
Hey, at least it’s a different error than the 400 Bad Request. The 502 Bad Gateway errors at least show up in the logs of my hosting provider.
And I’ve seen no 500 errors of any kind.
Heavy metal rickroll.
Well, I suppose it’s technically not a rickroll if you announce it. But it’s impressive guitar work and topical, and should help counteract the earworm by infusing it with rock.
\oo/.
Love that guitar work. Want to attack his hair with scissors or a ponytail holder – especially since I feel like he’s leaving it like that just for “image.”
Is it bad that I want the loveseat? It’s a near-perfect match for the sofa and recliner I have. (Bought the sofa on CL, even… but no dead auntie juices :-p) I’d probably offer $150 and hope to pay around $200, if it really is in good condition. Brand new, something like that is around $750.
Mr.EB might reject the purchase on the sole reason that the poster has zero mastery of the English language. He will not buy anything that is “4 sale.” I might not argue with him too much on this one… “ricklying” is not worthy of my money.
Oops, here I go, coreying all over the place again… Sorry y’all :-p
EB, I kind of have a pedant crush on Mr. EB w/r/r his “4 sale” anathema.
Agreed on the revulsion to “4 sale.” I feel similarly about “c u l8r” and the like when a full keyboard is readily available.
I am more likely to overlook such things when a good bargain is at stake but when I was using Match.com, any profile which did not demonstrate a basic grasp of written English was ignored and any email that was similarly impaired received a polite “I don’t think we’d mesh well.”
We have so many “4 sell” items on our local Craigslist that “4 sale” looks down right proper and classy.
I did the same thing, Moira. My husband was one of only three men out of too many to list who sent me coherent inquiries when I was using yahoo personals. The other two had no grasp on being interesting.
Dang you, Moira and christina! I think you took the last (literate, non-boring) ones! *sigh* 8)
The science geeks need to get cracking on that whole cloning thing so there will be enough grammatically-enhanced men to go around.
christina – I figure “4 sell” is just a misspelling of their brain’s self-assessment (4 cell).
Lola, I took a chance on a smoker who was at the end of his second marriage. Normally I would never have gotten that involved with him. It scares me sometimes to think how close I came to saying no to the best thing that ever happened to me. 8) So just keep your options open.
Seconding Windrose.
Mine hadn’t actually managed to finalize his divorce… and didn’t for three more years. (Yeah, we both procrastinate. I also had to explain to him that giving her a monthly allowance until the divorce was final wasn’t exactly incentivizing her to get off her butt and sign the papers. She finally did when her new meal ticket came along.)
I have the same aversion to anything that appends “4U” to the end.
There have been times while texting that I have abbreviated things out of haste, but whenever I do, a little of my soul burns away, so I try to avoid it.
@AndieJD
In that case, I Would Not Die 4 U
And, one has to wonder just how many times, horcrux-like one may bind another peice of one’s soul to (and how one would go about collecting anything as etheral as a text . . . )
Bah, far too neat an explanation for the gread neap tide of sparkiness out there. . .
Left house at 0005 heading south. Met up with a cohort at 0555 on the east side of the San Jacinto; rolled back into town about 0920; had breakfast; tired (and missed) haircut; went to bank to be almost afloat–this ol’ sailor is spent (and in several senses of the word).
Wake me in event of local natural disaster; warfare; or any such worse condition–<yyyyyaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwnnnnn {learnt that from cat}> *snores*
Get a load of that lovely quilt square.
😉
Catulator approved of couch napping with heirloom afghan (not owning a quilt).
*crickets*
*chrip*
*chirp*
My excuse is that I have a trainee at my desk so slacking off is a no-no. I’ll have my privacy in about an hour.
My brain is in a no-snark zone… gimme a couple more hours.
Ditto. Finals week this week and I can’t devote all my attention to snarkisms. I shouldn’t even have visited.
[indignant matt]
They’re making me work!
[/indignant pseudo-matt]
Same here..busy with work and spending lunch hours Christmas shopping.
And as an aside to today’s offering…
I have the sofa and loveseat and ricklying chair set that this piece is a part of.
It wasn’t cheap, new, and man it’s the most comfy furniture I’ve ever owned.
No marinating in essences, no twin for the cat, and no auntie juices are included in mine, though….not that I’m complaining, mind you.
That costs extra.
Again, for the record:
“502 Bad gateway – nginx,” 5:18 pm EST, IE for Windows, etc. (same as yesterday).
“They’re making me work!”
Probably had to look stuff up, huh? They made me work by standing at reception for an hour and talking to people, only one of whom spoke English. The other 4 people required interrupting the bilingual person next to me for quick translations. Yeah, it’s cushy at my work place. 8)
It’s definitely better to work than not work, at my place. However, when you are looking for something that doesn’t exist (but don’t know that until after you’ve tried looking for it) and the person who is asking for it doesn’t like hearing that … it can be slightly* frustrating.
*Understatement
Actually, the highlight of my day was when my coworker showed me the collapsable ninja (it says so, right on the package!) grappling hook that he ordered at my suggestion, for his partner. It was equal parts amazing, geeky, cool, fun, and suprisingly affordable ($25). The poor English of the package disclaimers and the fact that it actually says “ninja” on the box were added hilarity for both of us. He has promised to take and share pictures of the gift giving and reaction.
Observation: today’s title was kind of NSFW. I kept having to click over to another window when refreshing the page and the title popped up. Not a complaint, it’s just the first time the extinct status of the line has been apparent to people around me!
All day I kept trying to figure out how to make a witticism involving flogging a dead horse but my brain never did get out of first gear.
Perhaps playing leapfrog with chondrichthyes would have been better…
*checks note cards* *throws out Tankerbell* Andie! Here it comes, your Single Witty, Fun, Attractive, Massive, Flexible Punchity Punch Punch!
G’Night, Newton-le-Willows!