We have a lumpy couch. We have guests coming today and Dad insists that Aunt Camille has to stay on the lumpy couch. I put some blankets on it to make it less lumpy. I’m going to test it out for her.
Umm…well…not too bad…
Ooh..er..umm…I think I just fell off a lump
OK! Now we’re talking…this is pretty comfy…
OMG! My feet are huge!
This is funny…I’m in between two lumps!
Oh god, the lumps! The lumps!
No more…make it stop!
Well, overall I’d say we have a lumpy couch and there ain’t nothing I can do about it. Sorry Aunt Camille, I tried.