Once upon a time there was a man who lived in the world’s smallest house. He would wake up in the morning and put his head through the roof sitting up in bed. Then he would take a shower in a bathroom the size of a sink and get some water in a sink the size of a cup. He’d strap his car to one foot and be off to work. After spending all day enjoying the luxuries of a normal sized chair he would go back home. Then he’d head back home and crawl through his front door, and lay down in his match box bed.