Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!
The man, knowing I normally sleep through anything short of a 7.6 magnitude earthquake, sneaks out of bed in search of the evil chirping smoke detector battery. Quickly found, removed from the ceiling, it is taken into a holding cell on the far side of the house, where an extraction can be made without waking the sleeping one.
Mission accomplished.
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!
You've got to be kidding. Another one? Recon part deux. There it is. Another perpetrator is incarcerated.
What is it about the darkness that sucks the life out of batteries. I can't remember hearing one start to chirp during the day. Someday, scientists will have an answer. Until then....after darkness falls....when all is quiet.....
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!
3 comments:
Thanks for the chuckle. You're such a good writer.
i don't think I've heard the smoke detector at night
but I've heard the tornado alarm at night
(shudder)
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