The Knotted Cable Throne

Rolling away from that vibrating speaker, I ended up wedged directly behind the black TV console. Right there in the gloom sat a thick, braided tangle of power cords and extension cables coiled up like a giant sleeping snake! I hesitated for half a second before flopping straight onto the rubbery mass. To my absolute amazement, the smooth black wires flexed and cradled my backside like a custom-molded reclining chair. When I leaned back, a stray warm current gave off the coziest gentle heat right through my shirt. Moving again tonight? Not a chance in this universe.