Like many people last month I was surprised and confused by revelations that WA Opposition Leader Troy Buswell had been.... 'chair sniffing'.
Now i consider myself pretty hip, down with the new trends, i think i can safely say i can drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot. I mean if it was raining i'd definitely let my peeps stand under my umbrella ella ella ay ay. But i digress.
Despite being "with it" I hadn't heard of chair sniffing. What i couldn't understand was what you get out of giving some one-on-one nostril time with Mr. seat. Not wanting to knock it without having tried it i decided to take the plunge.
I shut and locked my bedroom door to make sure i wasn't interrupted getting intimate with a chair. I stood by the door considering the chair that would be my first. It wasn't the sexiest piece of furniture i'd ever seen (forest green material cushion on 6 roller castors with a side lever for gas hight lift) but it'd have to do. I carefully knelt beside the chair and with my eyes closed i leaned in.
snoooort!
I took a good two second whiff as the smell of the fabric entered my nostrils. Opening my eyes i waited for an effect...any effect...nothing. I didn't feel anything.
Although i didn't feel the dizzying rush i had expected i had gained something so much more important. For now i can say, without fear of hypocrisy that you Troy Buswell are a loser.
1 comment:
Such a shame you didn't have someone else's chair to sniff, as seemingly to me that was the point of the guy's exerscise. I think, however, that just by showing what a completely ridiculous action it is in the case of any chair, you proved your point quite well. And the cheesy digression was quite good too. Reminds me off the equally cheesy but painfully relevant Neil Diamond lyric. "I am, I said, to no-one there, and no-one heard at all, not even the chair." I think that is pointless enough to be his inspiration. SO there! I've found the method behind the madness. He just thinks that his tallent was swamped by the 70s and wants Rick Rubin to make him hip again, so he can drop his fello politicians like they're hot and then crune/croke about it for an hour while twanging bra straps rather louder than anyone thought possible.
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