During summer we kids always played a lot outside, but during winter we stayed inside. 

There was a big, soft couch at my grandparents place, with a lot of pillows, with which we kids liked to snuggle.

But my grandma always said "Don't laze around, kids, go play on the floor. The couch is for people, a lazy kid only turns into a pillow."

Scared us off everytime, especially since there were more pillows after every summer.

But years later, when I grew up, a simple day like any other, on the couch i lay. My wife came and laid beside me, putting her head on my tummy. "Wow, youre such a soft pillow." and dealt me a long past blow.