I don’t want to have sex with you

So Kimbra’s stolen like eight milk crates from Seddon milk bar and lost four on the way back to her house but a remaining four it turns out’s enough for the table Kimbra hopes to make i.e. one large laid-down plain white long door, handle removed on upper side, upon said crates, two crates and two making up in total two “pillar”s which support said door. But evidently the table’s too close to the ground allowing neither Kimbra nor her visual artist-housemates to sit comfortably, so Kimbra’s faced with whether to scrap the whole crate&door ensemble and buy a sturdy fucker from Franco Cozzo or to sit on the floor, which latter option’s chosen to the surprise of some, leaving us the indy shot of candle-bottles on rug the next Friday night with the jolly household playing “scrabble” and laughing etc and Kimbra amid joyful laughter says I’m Just Going to the Bathroom One Sec Guys and is met with carefree affirmations and goes to the bathroom and finds in there a house that says Please Follow Me & so of course Kimbra before long’s trundling thru a meadow of sorts with this house saying Come, Come like the waiter in monty python and Kimbra with this very U.S. quizzical expression and gumboots on.