These are the most boomercore couches ever.

I'm convinced you only get this kind of innovation through decades of neglect. Lazy boy is in the business of selling you chairs that make you feel like you're back in the womb.

If you can fuck in a car, you can fuck this sofa.

If your the kind of guy who fucks in a car, you can't afford these couches, nor would you want to, far better couches for fucking on. This couch was designed by sexless foot ball watchers. They were designed for kings of queens. For Raymonds who everyone loves. There is no big bang theory in this house. Just desperate house wives living on love island, an ocean and two cup holders between them and their spouse.

But you wont

Under capitalism there is endless innovation, it is a constantly evolving material continuum where all forms and functions exist in infinite combination, such that all manor of objects exist for even the most esoteric desires. In this endless realm of possibility a lay person may see only two recliners, while the ever scheming mind of the capitalist sees a new and alluring product. In the grand tradition of the Native Americans before him, the capitalist leaves no peace of the "animal" unused, gluing two underperforming reclining chairs together in a fever pitched moment of true innovative expression, to the wonder and amazement of droves of consumers. A feat yet to be accomplished in the desolate streets of Moscow.

Patriarchy manifest as home decor. Its social relations manifest in the realm of the real to reinforce it's rules through luxurious relaxation. The "we sleep in separate beds and it saved our marriage" of "love seats". There is a deep irony here that love seat is the form designation given to this ritual torture device.

I worked in a furniture store where we sold a ton of these kinds of pillowy sofas and chairs. It's the kind of thing that looks really comfy and feels comfy when you sit in it for a few minutes, but sucks to actually own. They're not supportive and the cushions wear in terribly because it's basically a pile of misshapen pillows stuffed with polyester.

Same goes for a lot of the mattresses with giant fluffy pillowtops. Feels great when you lay on it for a minute in the store, but once you've owned it for a few months there's a divot that envelopes you when you lay on it.

They are very comfy. They have to be to fill the void left by absence of love in your fifty year marriage.

But what if you want to cuddle with a bro

I like how there's the special seat that's separate from the rest

if the second seat from the right and the second from the left recline and push their leg rests out at the same time, will they smash into each other and break and/or flip the whole couch over backwards?

This is for those John and Kate + 8 "families".

I'm convinced that there's no such thing as a nice couch any more. I have 2 'nice' couches that are the most uncomfortable things to sit on. We spent a lot of money on them but after less than a year they just turned to crap. If you find something nice, let me know where.

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This is exactly it. People who watch the local news at five and the evening news at six. People who only buy an Xbox for FIFA. People who have kids but can't remember their birthdays. People who have no passions about anything.

It is the devils bargain. You only get this level of comfort by betting physically separated from your partner. Innovation in isolation.