Open Arms

Allison and I were lying on the living room couches talking. Or maybe we were sitting at the kitchen table talking. Or sprawled on the upstairs couch talking. Whatever. We spent most of this week talking, and that’s what we were doing when her husband, J, shouted in from the other room. “Honey, why’s our Wii blinking blue?”

“If it’s our alien overlords making first contact,” Allison shouted back, “then I for one will greet them with open arms.”

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0 Responses to Open Arms

  1. Darktouch says:

    It is when the blinking stops that you need to worry.

  2. Meg says:

    is that when the alien overloads arrive?

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