20 chairs

if i send 20 chairs to my grandma she tells me that I am a saucy birigenger and that's not that cool since it means "ufoof" in my paronesian language and that's well not that good of a word, it's kinda pejorative and degrading to my human self, so I will not send 20 chairs to my grandma but the problem is I bought these 20 chairs to send them to my grandma and now I canaaaaaannnnn';'t't nbfiwusenfiwsi hgelp guys, I feel awful about life, all my plans go to shit, I can't even gift 20 FUCKING CHAIRS to my own GRANDMA. because she REFUSES. this is all I wanted in my life. my only goal. fuck. nothing from that. this universe is just going to piss on me until I die. every fucking day. every fucking minute. it's been worse. and worse. and worse. oooohhhh. I can't live like this anymore. because I can't even walk around my apartment. chairs everywhere. you don't know how tough it is to have 20 chairs in a 50-square-foot apartment. it's way tougher than you think. I already pissed in my boxers 6 times because avoiding all those chairs takes quite a bit of time, my apartment is FULL OF THEM. and I try avoiding them and by the time I'm at the bathroom, I have already watered my garden, if you know what I mean. I'm a fucking grown man. pissing his own pants. this is terrible, this is awful. and my STUPID FUCKING GRANDMA doesn't wanna take a SINGLE ONE! NOT ONE! fucking. grandma. I have no pants left. help.