LAST NIGHT AT MIDNIGHT, MY SISTER CAME DOWNSTAIRS INTO THE KITCHEN WHERE I WAS NOISILY GOING THROUGH THE CUPBOARDS WITH ONE HAND WHILE IN THE OTHER WAS MY SEMI AUTOMATIC PISTOL. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING" SHE DEMANDED.
I GLANCED UP AT HER AND ANSWERED "LOOKING FOR DECEPTICONS."
THERE WAS A PAUSE THEN SHE LAUGHED, I LAUGHED, THE TOASTER LAUGHED; AND I SHOT THE TOASTER