That when you're cold, wrestling with blankets is just silly? That you can enjoy down time with pets or raid the refrigerator while looking like the missing fifth Teletubbie? That you can go to the big game in your own personal giant pink fleece womb? That you can take a crap through a hole in a wearable blanket?
Now you do. Thanks to Forever Lazy, and my fabulous friend Katherine, who alerted me to this troubling phenomenon.
Your Christmas shopping just got a whole lot easier.