Every week I find myself slipping between those cushions or being kicked under that damn couch. It wouldn't have been so bad, but I just barely got back from being under there for 6 days! I could hear them talking and sitting on the couch saying "hey where's the remote?" with the same dull-witted "I dunno." How come they don't look where they always find it? I'd think that that knowledge would be implanted in their heads by now. And how come they never lose that Wii-mote or the DVD remote? I'm just starting to feel a little left out by this.
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It's not all bad though, I got through Saturday when those kids have me watch Pound Puppies or Dora. Now for a day of rest and maybe a good Simpsons episode... If I'm lucky...
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Love it! My dog loves chewing remotes now for some reason, so I have to purposely hide mine.
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ReplyDeleteGreat imaginative writing and cool idea for a blog. :)
ReplyDelete^ same as above
ReplyDeleteSorry remote, if you weren't so easy to misplace..
ReplyDeleteIt turned out great, thanks for writing it!
ReplyDeleteIt's a rough life.
ReplyDeleteI think the back of my sofa is a portal to another dimension, consisting of lost remotes, bits of change and a crisp packet.
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ReplyDeleteYeah, life's pretty hard! :D
ReplyDeleteI still like my sock idea, but that was very well done. And a great idea!
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