Big Daddy's Dresser

My grandfather, Big Daddy, passed away a few years ago. In addition to a lifetime of fantastic memories of a very unique and loveable fellow, I ended up with a some treasures.

One such treasure is a very handsome dresser. A dresser that is begging for a makeover. It's most probably drenched in lead paint. And, more unfortunate, it smells.

Like poo.

Everything I store in the dresser ends up smelling like poo too. Which, as you can imagine, is not a good trait in a dresser. Or much of anything.

All that said, if the smell can somehow be removed (thoughts?), it could easily be made to look like this and sent to live in the guest room.

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