CLICKERS

Yesterday when I was working at the thrift store I noticed one of those rectangular plastic tubs FULL of television remote controls aka "clickers". An evil thought passed through my mind at that instant. I envisioned a circle of women in black robes in the deep dark woods. The Head Woman approaches the bin slowly but with determination. She carries in her hand a red plastic gasoline container. Don't get ahead of me here! She pours the liquid into the bin and takes several steps backward. All of the black-robed women, at a synchronized moment, light a match and toss them into the bin. The glow of burning clickers can be seen for miles and the chuckles from the gathering can be heard equally far.