Rumpus Room Doom Boom

One of the floor boards came loose today. I had no idea there would be anything mysterious going around in this house. I have spent most of my life here. I wonder, does my parents know about this at all? I peeked under and - surely enough, there was a small hole in the ground.

I crawled into the small hole and found myself in a basement. There was a couch, a television set complete with VHS tapes, and stacks upon stacks of magazines. I took a cursory glance upon the magazines — scantily clad women galore. I popped a VHS tape in the TV.

After adjusting the tracking, the video image cleared. The tape was of a dubbed 1970s kung-fu movie. I half-heartedly watched the flick until 1 voice stood out. It was my grandmother's voice coming out from the heroine's mouth! Uncannily, the heroine looked into the camera & said

“Get off your rear end, chicken!” Was the ninja smiling at me through the screen? This was a movie

I had seen in a drive-in in the 1980s. Yes, there were still a few of them left in the 1980s, at least in New Jersey. They broadcast the audio via AM radio and did away with the speakers. It was fun.

See, the other day I had a driving instructor over. I tried my best to follow his instructions but he totally lost it. “Well, how about some radio? I figured it could help us calm down.” “Great idea” The instructor responded, “Would you like AAAMM… or FMMMMM?”