Aha! Someone is trying to sabotage the A. Tator family! Sometimes Darth Tator's ugly old couch seems to call out to me and I just succumb to it's softness. There isn't a couch like it in the world! What comfort! What JOY! What BLISS, after my hard workouts each morning! Sometimes, I just can't help it. Is it a trick? I just need to know. Don't my aching bones deserve a soft place to land after that Fitness Coach is done with me? I think so!!!!!!! It feels like heaven. Who says something old can't be useful! I get such delightful naps. I can't bear to part with it now. Darth Tator, your couch lives on for a few more months . . . till I find out the intent of our enemy. What's our Deal SuperPat????? Are you with us or against us. Come on!!! Let's go for it!!!!! Just so you know, once I got started with my Fitness Coach, she never lets me off. I'm working hard and not missing a day... soon I'll be a lean mean Mama Machine. I KNOW! They are HOPING I'll take naps so I won't sleep at night. Aha! That is where my real power is going! I don't sleep well at night anymore. My bed feels like lumps! I hear your bed feels mighty fine. Have they got you too??? Help!!!!! I need you, SuperPat! Save me!!!!!
Love,Mama Spud
PS Papa Spud is saving for a treadmill but it may be too late.
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