In 1982, when I founded the micronation of Lawnchair, this man (despite knowing my harmless love of garden furniture) incited the first crusade for the expansion of the Flatpack Empire against my territory. The casualties of this conflict numbered in the hundreds of thousands and the effects are still felt to this day. To add further insult the sum of 126 SEK and 2 banana curry pizzas, which we agreed would be paid to Lawnchair in our peace agreement, remains outstanding and he pretends he is receiving a phone call whenever the subject is brought up.

He is a cad with a fondness for collecting the skulls of his enemies and one would be a fool to trust him, or his deceptively easy to assemble cabinets.

Like an ikea meatball but 50% less meaty and 67% more socialist

cant press Q

+! Gave me Aids