Laid Back, Part Two


So far I've been able to stave off the invasion of the La-Z-Boys. I have a couple of respectable armchairs coming next week.

So I was telling Jake that they were coming, and he says:

"Oh, coolio!  What are they? Like, recliners, or...?"

I just looked at him.

"Dude.  Enough with the recliners. Seriously.  Get help."

I'm starting to see that for this kid there are two kinds of chairs in the world: beanbags and recliners. 

Not a problem.  But if he gets his five recliners, I get to wear my Snuggie around the house all day.  I have one for every day of the week, starting with my plain mint Snuggie on Monday, my Sox Snuggie on Tuesday, onto my Vermont Milking Cow Snuggie on Wednesday. Thursdays are Zebra Day, Fridays are for Cheetah. I've got my Cougay Snuggie for Saturday night.

And then, Sunday I have my Zombie Snuggie.

I mean, hey, let's all get comfy, right?

 
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