Remote Control Slam

Spinning checker tops on the coffee table was child's play, so I went hunting for real nighttime electronics. Wedged deep between two plush sofa cushions, I spotted the giant black TV remote standing upright like an unclimbed skyscraper. I shimmied into the dark crevice, braced my back against the fabric, and stomped both sneakers right onto the squishy red power button. Click! Across the dark room, the giant flat screen burst into a blinding blue glow, lighting up the entire living room like a stadium. Mission accomplished.