How I learned to get the remote control from my husband.
 
1: Become aware that Loki likes rubber.
2: Leave remote on the futon.
3: Let Loki out.  Put Loki on futon.
4: Loki sees rubber.  Loki pushes remote off futon.
5: Loki hides remote under couch.
6: Loki proceeds to shred keypads.
7: Husband comes home: "Honey, did you see the remote for the TV?"
8: Look innocent, "No dear."
9: Husband goes outside or goes to sleep.
10: Get remote from under couch.  Enjoy!!
 
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"I hate goodies.  I hate goodness that preaches.  Better indulge yourself,
feed fat, drink liquors, than go straight laced for such cattle as these."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
 
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[Posted in FML issue 1644]