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My wife swears she doesn't do it on purpose, but I swear she sets booby-traps for me all over the house. At random intervals, I open a cupboard and have a bunch of cups fall out at me, or if I open the freezer, any number of small items that she perched on the top could fall into my hands. She wants me to believe that she's just a terrible housekeeper and doesn't know how to put things away properly, but I'm wise to her.
Anyway, she really outdid herself just now. The whole house is asleep except me and my son who was watching TV in the kitchen. I went in to make a snack, and when I opened the cupboard, of course a large, heavy ceramic mug flew out at me. It knocked into several plastic cups on the lower shelf and brought them down with it. They all hit the counter and sent various items flying, and the mug chipped. It was her mug, so I wonder if she really set this particular booby-trap on purpose.
So anyway, my son behind me says "what's that black thing on the stove?" I look at it and it appears to be a cell phone I've never seen before. It has a black lanyard that somehow became wrapped around the oven door latch. I picked up this odd device to examine it, and the lanyard came loose, causing my wife's new "pedometer with safety alarm" emit an ear-piercing screech. If only a video camera could have been there to catch me and my son desperately trying to fumble the little lanyard pin back into its' hole as the alarm screamed with the intensity of a thousand nuclear blasts. :thumbup:
Anyway, she really outdid herself just now. The whole house is asleep except me and my son who was watching TV in the kitchen. I went in to make a snack, and when I opened the cupboard, of course a large, heavy ceramic mug flew out at me. It knocked into several plastic cups on the lower shelf and brought them down with it. They all hit the counter and sent various items flying, and the mug chipped. It was her mug, so I wonder if she really set this particular booby-trap on purpose.
So anyway, my son behind me says "what's that black thing on the stove?" I look at it and it appears to be a cell phone I've never seen before. It has a black lanyard that somehow became wrapped around the oven door latch. I picked up this odd device to examine it, and the lanyard came loose, causing my wife's new "pedometer with safety alarm" emit an ear-piercing screech. If only a video camera could have been there to catch me and my son desperately trying to fumble the little lanyard pin back into its' hole as the alarm screamed with the intensity of a thousand nuclear blasts. :thumbup: