And is it any wonder she has that rockin’ bod? I mean, she had to get up and change the channel, get up and raise the volume, get up and lower the volume, and get up again to turn it off. It was a lot of work, and kids today just don’t understand.
Now, I just use my “clicker.” Or, tell Alexa to do it.
This suddenly makes me feel like one of the slugs in the movie Wall-E. Which I can probably find playing somewhere on one of our hundreds of cable channels, if I could only find my clicker.
“Alexa!…” You Heard the Lady,