Saturday Night

Saturday night was again upon us,
A relaxing night ahead,
The kids had kissed us good night,
And toddled off to bed.
The phone chirruped with alarming urgency,
Charlie let out a moan,
She was watching her favourite program,
But it was me on my mobile phone,
"Now you're up get some chips,
And some chocolate I think,
And while you're in the kitchen,
I'd like another drink."

Apparently there’s a TV ad that uses the same idea. Maybe I should be in advertising. Anyhow, I was sitting in my lazy boy, needing a snack and another bourbon, wondering how I could get Helen to do it without getting slapped. I didn’t do it, but thought the idea was amusing.