The Sorry Saga Of A Small Remote

Kentucky Angel Flies Agan

A small TV remote lived all his life in the pocket of Mama’s lift chair.  One day Mama got a new futon chair, and that night she put little remote on the table next to futon while she slept on that new chair bed.  The next morning as she woke, she accidentally knocked poor little remote off into a trash container that was too close to the table and then added some trash to the container before tying the bag up and tossing it carelessly down the garbage chute.  Poor little remote!  He was sure Mean Old Mama had done this on purpose!  Such cruel old Mama, tossing him away like that!  Well, he would show her.  He climbed out of the bag, inch by painstaking inch.  Huff, puff, rest for a long, long time.  Try again–puff, puff, closer, closer, almost there, puff, puff, huff, puff — daylight!  Success!

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