So this is yet another example how I mess with my wife’s mind …
We’re lying in bed with the lights off and the windows open, since it’s a beautiful spring night. A lightning bug, which got into the house last night and has been taunting the cats, is flying around the bedroom.
“Oh no,” I say, “I hope it doesn’t try to mate with the alarm clock.”
I can hear the “whut” look on her face in the darkness.
“This is why lightning bugs can’t buy LED flashlights in Alabama … they’re considered sex toys.”
She spends the next five minutes giggling, further delaying our sleep. The cats still haven’t caught that darn bug.
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