I never saw "Patch Adams", but I can only assume they called him "Patch" because he wore jeans similar to today's South American Muff. If Robin Williams can cure illnesses with laughter, I assume this Meximuff can do a half-decent job with droopy back fat and frosting.
Next time I try to asphyxiate myself in my garage with my Muff-huntin' van running, I beg that this lady come to resuscitate me.
