So through some freak accident of the Cosmos my trusty knife that I bring everywhere with me lately fell between the couch cushions. Only it didn’t fall between two regular couch cushions, it actually fell in between the one next to the recliner. So it got stuck in the mechanism of the recliner and I had to go underneath the couch with the foot rest up and jab a larger knife at my pocket knife until it wiggled free and fell. Upon it falling I began looking under the couch but it was still not there? I again got under the couch only I really got deep in there this time and I realized there is cloth under the recliner and that cloth had my knife, it also had a nice pen, some change, an almond and what else? Holiest of all holy shit… MY MAPLE PLUGS!

It felt so good as I already admitted defeat and assumed I accidentally knocked them over into my trash since they were just gone. But alas they were in my couch and after a quickie wipe down are back in my ultra happy ear lobes. So yeah… maple plugs = happy lobes.