Swiss Family Tree House.

I wish I had a sweet tree house to put all my stuff in. I'd hang out, use my awesome wood carving skills to carve some figurines, maybe get a ukulele to bust out some tunes on. I'm pretty sure I'd find me pet donkey as well. Maybe next time I'm sailing to New Guinea I'll meet some pirates and they'll drive me into a storm so I can get ship wrecked. It could happen. And until then, I'll keep my swiss army knife and ukulele by the door.

Image from here.