Monday, September 11, 2006
JEDI LEVITATION
Sunday we were in the bedroom getting dressed, and my wife, still tired, was lying on her back and extended a hand towards the end of the bed where her clothes were hanging.
Standing at the end of the bed, I tossed her pants to her.
She extended her hand again, so I tossed her shirt to her.
The next thing she knew, I had leaped over the end of the bed and sprawled on top of her.
“Honey,” I yelled, “turn that damned thing off!”
Sunday we were in the bedroom getting dressed, and my wife, still tired, was lying on her back and extended a hand towards the end of the bed where her clothes were hanging.
Standing at the end of the bed, I tossed her pants to her.
She extended her hand again, so I tossed her shirt to her.
The next thing she knew, I had leaped over the end of the bed and sprawled on top of her.
“Honey,” I yelled, “turn that damned thing off!”
