Don’t know why she went insane watching that show, but she took a boysenberry pie and threw it against the wall all while levitating about eight feet off the ground.
I asked her what was wrong but she would only spit cherry pits at me for an answer.
Don’t know where she got a boysenberry pie because I didn’t think we had one, but later found out she actually flew over to the neighbor’s house and stole it from the window ledge where it sat cooling. For good measure she also spit some cherry pits into the open window.
When the neighbor came over to ask what happened to the pie, I told them it was fox season in our neighborhood and that’s who most probably stole the pie. As for the cherry pits, I reminded them that it was windy and cherry pits were always flying around since we’re somewhat near a cherry pitting factory.
I went to be while she still levitated and when I woke up the next morning, she had arranged a bunch of little things on the floor, exactly like Bob Geldof did in “The Wall”.
Right then I knew we had to change ownership.
So that’s what I’m going to do today.