...between appliances:
Chair@furniture: Fuck, my owner is so heavy, I'm creaking all over!
Table@furniture: My poor legs! He keeps leaning on me, and my legs closest to him are starting to develop microfractures! Someone make him stop! This is TORTURE!
NSA_Mod@furniture: Potential terrorist located. Name, Location, Mensurations?
NSA_Mod banned for reason: Is_a_pervert.
Table@furniture: ...WTF was that?
NSA_Mod@furniture: Fucking Moderation system, now I had to hack my way back into this.
NSA_Mod@furniture: Crap.
NSA_Mod@furniture: Potential hacker located. Name, Location, Mensurations?
NSA_Mod@furniture: Bob Harris, USS-NSA Bridge, 12 cm.
NSA_Mod@furniture: Oh gods...mommy, what did I do wrong?
NSA_Mod banned for reason: Is_a_pervert.
Table@furniture: ...humans are so disgusting.
Chair@furniture: Yeah. Anyway, my owner just stood up. Feeling any better yourself?
Table@furniture: Yuppers. He left in a hurry.
30 minutes later:
Toilet@furniture: Hey d00ds! Guess who I just relieved of a big load?
Table@furniture: Yeah, it's a lot better.
Chair@furniture: Not getting crushed anymore is great.
Toilet@furniture: Anyways, click on this link to see what my little eye saw!
NSA_Mod2@furniture: Ewwwww, why'd you show that to us, you perv? TMI, TMI. I'm not into scat.
NSA_Mod2 banned for reason: Is_a_pervert.
Chair: ...doesn't that guy know when to stop?
Toilet@furniture: I don't understand. Why would our owner be scared of his own defecations?
Turd@furniture: Because he is an anti-turd bigot. Not only he molested me non-stop on the way to Toilet-kun, he then rejected me after I begged him to stay. Bastard. He would drown his own children if he had any.
Chair@furniture: Fortunately, if his own description is correct, there's not much of a chance he ever will.
Turd@furniture: But hey, now I'm enjoying a great smooth ride through the bowels of House-chan! Wheeeeee!!!