Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Get Me to a Spa. Stat.

I love potatoes.

I find myself wishing at this point for a source of comfort from all of this potato related madness that has absorbed a rather large portion of my month. Single digits are counting down to my freedom, but those digits are even lower when it comes to another date drawing near: Thanksgiving. Oh, the inhumanity.

Here's what I would rather be doing.

Welcome, welcome to Spudly Spa, a place where all of your potato dreams come true. We'll show you a spud is better than mud. Right this way please.

Your deluxe package is comprised of our finest services. First, you'll be soaked in our finest mashed potatoes to exfoliate and invigorate your skin. We'll add our patent formulated lavender gravy to soothe your troubles away and leave your skin silky smooth!

This will be followed by a Hot Potato Massage, where we place carefully temperature regulated baked potatoes along the body to induct heat and relax those tightened muscles!

Our specially trained masseuses will then provide their expert skills, releasing all of your built up tension with our fantastic french fry massage. Let us flail your troubles away!

Following all of this decadence, we invite you to lounge in our all-you-can-eat buffet room. Stuff yourself 'til your heart's content from our splendid buffet of every potato dish the world has devised, then sleep off the food coma on the luxurious couches!

Yep, that's what I'd rather be doing. Spudly Spa, brought to you with inspiration from my unbelievably awesome uncle in Maui. :)

To the sumptuous science!


Height: what could be a healthfully pampered 5'0".
Weight: what should be a massaged 124 lbs.


You want to go to a spa now, don't you?


Contagiously yours,


Rini

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