I hate those beds, triggers Childhood PTSD
I once was trapped by my step brother on the top bunk vomiting profusely like a waterfall over the side…
Bunk beds are a mistake.
I agree. My kid vomited over the top bunk and I was amazed how far it splashed…
If my brother spoke like that, I’d think he’d been bodysnatched, too.
“Pass the salt, please, brother.”
“I’m sorry, brother. I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
“I know that you and mother were planning to disconnect me… and I’m afraid that’s something I cannot allow to happen.”
I’m literally in the picture (I’m definitely the evil twin)
The bottom bunk twin speaking like he’s been replaced with a cyborg?
I’m disturbed by the notion of having a bunk bed when the room is empty, with easily room for several normal beds.
It’s not even against the wall.
Psychotic behaviour.
It needs to be against the wall, but I grew up with bunk beds in a room that could have fit 2 (well, in one of the places, anyway), it was nice. Gave us extra room for toys and shit and playing games
And it has a side rail for the lower bunk but nothing on top.
Be strong, Clarence. Be strong for Mother.
