Translation:
[on the arrows] His "half" - My "half"
Our coffee table really shows the difference between the two of us. His half is always empty and clean. My half stores everything a human needs, and then some. When I showed Urban the photo, and told him what I was about to scrap about, his only comment was: "Half???!". Yeah, yeah, okay. I might have invaded his side a liiiiittle bit.
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