They looked harmless enough--just a homely pair of pink house slippers--until I inserted the battery power pack into each heel.
Then things started to get exciting.
I climbed into bed with a Sue Grafton novel in my hand and the slippers on my feet. Larry, who had already settled in for a long winter's nap, stirred.
"I'm going to try out the slippers you got me," I whispered, trying to keep an open mind.
He gave me a thumbs up.
Then, utilizing the "convenient toggle feature" (known in some circles as the "on/off switch"), I turned those bad boys on. And proceeded to wake the nation.
It sounded like I'd slipped my feet into matching lawnmowers. The bed shook violently. My toes vibrated in their sockets.
Larry cocked one eye.
Me: Wow. This is really relaxing.
Larry: But how do your feet feel?>
Me: Well, I'd ask them ... but I don't think they'd be able to hear me.