I do it all the time, pens, pound coins, lighters, socks, whatever. Just a little ceremony, nothing fancy...If you do not appease them, the Sofa Gods grow angry and start nicking things for themselves (that is why the TV remote control is always down the back of the sofa)...Do it now, whilst there is still time
Take heart! We were held in thrall by our sofa God for many moons until we rebelled! In an orgy of destruction and upholstery-ripping we tore the evil sofa God apart and claimed our possessions back! Mind you, I could have done with out that lump of hairy chewing gum I fished out from it's innards.....
Almost every night I make the ultimate sacrifice -- myself! That sofa is just so darn comfy that I eventually get horizontal and, next thing I know, the TV screen is buzzing at me and its five o'clock in the morning!
The sofa gods, the recliner gods and mostly the dryer gods, who seem to have voracious appetites for socks. Then again the lightening gods have swiped a couple of my computers over the years. Maybe those ancient tribes who sacrificed things to appease the gods knew what they were doing? :-)
my sofa knows not to nick......else he doesn't get to join in a threesome occasionally.
No, for the sofa gods are like unto dragons, horders of treasures and voracious of appetite. There is no satisfying them; indeed, now and then must be robbed of their hoard, and thus controlled.
