While I think there are probably many, many people who enjoy disproportionately large or small things, I would venture to say that I am slightly more enamored with oddly-sized things than most.
I remember when I was a kid, my cousin had a knickknack shelf largely made up of miniature things. The one that really sticks out in my mind is a miniature croquet set, complete with mini-mallets and everything. I love teacup pigs and giant great danes. I grew up visiting Paul Bunyan the over-sized lumberjack and Babe the Blue Ox, his overgrown companion, every summer (with my sister and a fist pump, too!). And my heart skips a beat when I see things like handmade miniature foods.
So needless to say, when my eyes fell upon this giant chair and its normal-sized counterpart on a recent trip to my hometown, I needed to stop and take photos.
I've always thought I would enjoy a road trip where the only planned stops are at bizarre tourist traps like this, this, or this (and although I'd much rather see the real Stonehenge, I find this one and this one absolutely hilarious). Maybe someday.
I wonder if they actually followed through on painting it pink...