It's a beautiful day today. Recently, Dad got a foldable armchair and spends a lot of time in it. It's really irking Mom how lazy he's become. He slumps in the chair in front of the tele (telly or TV), holding his coffee without moving for hours. Mom and I are discussing the possibility of forcing him to join my gym routine. I have to go anyway, so why not have him as my workout buddy? Or maybe we could give his armchair away to Grandpa. Anyway, something has to be done. This is too comfy, the way I see it as another level of laziness, which is not allowed here!