Sure, I’m wrinkled like Jaba the Hutt,
spilling over the arm rests and cushions
of my potato couch unable to move
unless I roll side ways
and fall to the floor
but they say there’s some one out there for everyone.
I have a nice personality and a great smile.
Won’t you be my Valentine?
Write a story in exactly 55 words.
Visit him and give him a tickle.