See, I am one lazy little potato. I can’t reach it, I don’t need it. It’s really that simple. But here’s why my life’s tough: You see, I actually consider myself a rebel (or so I’d like to believe I am). But things get tough when you know, you don’t want to move. I can’t be hanging out late at night because honestly, my bed is too nice.Then what do I do to satisfy the need to be a badass but ALSO be a potato? I’ve found some sneaky, pointless ways to feel like a full-blown rebel, and I don’t know, you might like it or whatever.