Remote Control Launchpad

Vaulted right up from the soft sofa seat to the wide, stiff armrest! perched up here, I found the long black TV remote resting flat. Rubber buttons! Squishy! I planted one palm on the wooden end and slapped down hard on the big round volume button with my other hand. Boing! The remote tipped like a tiny seesaw, sending an empty cardboard toilet paper roll tumbling off the edge. Roll, tumble, thud! It rolled across the floor and stopped against a slipper. I pumped both arms in the air—direct hit!