Back in high school, we had this thing going where when one guy from our comics drank, some of the furniture would come to life. specifically pillows. sometimes lego minifigs, but always pillows. They were cruel and war-like more often than not, and would seriously scare him.

Thinking back on that time in my life, however, dredges up a lot of mud. There is nothing quite like the drama of a building full of teenagers going through puberty and struggling to find their way through life.