What are you looking at? Strike a pose. Vogue.

What are you looking at? Strike a pose. Vogue.

and... Jazz hands! ...Screw the lightbulb ... Wash the window ... Sashay left!... Clap! Clap!... Now right!.. Kids we'll keep doing this if takes all night!

Clap! Clap! I had to make a game of it, you see. Housecleaning is kind of like square dancing. Swish that washcloth round-n-round. Sweep that Swifter on the ground! Clap! Clap!

Bow to the couch as you swing that mop, it's the spring cleaning square dance, c'mon don't stop! Grab a rag, grab a broom, pick a room, any room. Rev up your vacuum, vroom vroom vr

[CLICK] The mother, who up until now thought she had motivated her teenagers to help her clean found herself staring down a .357 barrel, teenagers at the other end.

Then the Dream Police arrested her and charged her with insomnia. She was put on a sleeping pill and the Dream Police never bothered her again. The Thought Police didn't either.

But she still had the strange sensation that people were watching her. Everywhere she turned there seemed to be someone that had just turned a a corner or was walking past.

her nipple must have been showing again. She checked causing all the others watching to check also. Under all the attention her nipples firmed up giving them all the show they had

expected, and more. "Happy now?" she said, "because these will be the last things you see!" and with that she poked their eyes out using only her nipples, leaving no fingerprints.