A Little Tapping Game

Well, look at that. My fingers actually twitch. I was propped up stiff against this ribbed black wall, but then I gave my yellow glove a slight flex. Curious. I reached behind myself and dragged one finger along the corduroy ridges. *Zip, zip, zip.* Delightful little texture. I thought about tipping completely forward just to see if anyone would panic, but nah, standing here tapping the ridges is amusing enough for now.