The Coffee Table Circuit

I found a thick stack of glossy magazines leaning against a ceramic mug, and naturally, it looked like an Olympic jump ramp. I took off from the couch armrest, hit the paper slope full tilt, and caught serious air across the coaster gap. Mid-flight, I spotted a stray headphone wire coiled right in my landing zone. I tucked down into an instant slide, ducked beneath the black cable on my heels, and clipped a stray yellow highlighter on the way through. It went clattering across the varnished wood like a runaway hockey puck. Zero tangled quills, flawless landing.