I am watching TV last night whilst simultaneously perusing the internet. I happen upon the Paris Hilton spoof of McCain's ad and decide to mute the TV.
I reach for the remote control next to me, but it is nowhere to be found. A frantic twenty minute search - under cushions, beneath the dog, in the kitchen, on the dining room table, and upstairs in my room and bathroom - does not yeild said remote control.
I decide Paris Hilton video probably not worth it anyway, so I will just carry on, screw the damn remote.
All this investigation has me parched, so I grab my water from the floor next to the couch.*
VOILA! Le remote control! Drowning in my glass!
I turn toward Masala. He feigns ignorance.
Without any other options, I shake off the remote, pat it on the couch for a second, and test it out. We had a scare, but the thing still works!
(Proceed to watch Paris Hilton video which turned out to be pretty funny after all.)
*I do not have a coffee table because Masala still chews everything, so what's the point; that's why my glasses sit on the floor.
2 comments:
Ah, in the glass! Sneaky Masala!
I agree, PH video is pretty funny, and she is actually speaking in a normal voice and sounds half way intelligent.
even if you can see her eyes scanning and reading (and glazing over) when she goes into her proposed energy plan spiel.
That's too funny about it actually being IN your glass of water. Glad it still worked. (good idea to take batteries out and let air dry, just in case, although probably too late by now)
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