We grew up with a blue/green blend shag carpet and an obnoxiously comparable sofa to match. It was the 70s, so I'm guessing this was normal - my imagination, however, was not. In this shaggy sea dwelt horrific monsters, and the safest way to navigate such hostile waters was the ottoman. The safest place to be was the kitchen table, much to my mother's dismay. Obviously my sister an I still laugh about this, and she did comment on it when she chose said gravel.
That said, I LOVE the plane wreck idea, but haven't figured out how to add the smoke monster and polar bear.
Here's my sunken battleship.
