“Man. I don’t think I can take this busy schedule anymore.” Randy sighed.
His friend Jane looked concerned. “What’s going on?”
“About the usual. All my commitments have me bouncing off the walls. It’s like--WHAAA?”
Suddenly, Randy rose off the floor by a foot. Then he careened towards a wall, and reflected off it.
“Are you OK?” Jane cried.
Randy looked uncertain. “No pain, but really weird.” He sailed across the room and bonked off the opposite wall. This process continued for the next five or ten minutes.
“Admit it.” Jane grinned. “You just want to play real-life Pong.”
His friend Jane looked concerned. “What’s going on?”
“About the usual. All my commitments have me bouncing off the walls. It’s like--WHAAA?”
Suddenly, Randy rose off the floor by a foot. Then he careened towards a wall, and reflected off it.
“Are you OK?” Jane cried.
Randy looked uncertain. “No pain, but really weird.” He sailed across the room and bonked off the opposite wall. This process continued for the next five or ten minutes.
“Admit it.” Jane grinned. “You just want to play real-life Pong.”
