I have this crummy little desk from Wal-Mart that serves its purpose of fitting in teeny tiny apartments but stinks in most other ways, the most offensive of which is the pointy metal handle on the only drawer that sticks out two inches right from the middle of the desk.
|What genius designed this?|
|Be gone, you lil' belly-poking bastard!|
|I can haz string?|
|I'm an easygoing knitter.|
And now I have a cozy new desk handle that adds a little splash of color to an otherwise boring black desk. Plus, it couldn't poke me in the belly if it tried.
|Pretty pretty wool.|