Might as well join in with this farse.
Just take the bl00dy thing down the river chuck it in, then go fishing for it a week later, the flowing current should have removed all the crap, when you get home hang the cushions on the washing line, strap the wife to the frame and mount to top of the car and go for a brisk drive at aproximately 130 mph to dry it off, wife can shout down through sun roof when suite is dry, "You can slow down now luv ive just had a feel and is just moist".