once upon a time there was a light switch. this light switch had been around its old house for many many years. one saturday it began to chip a way and before the owners of the light switch knew it they had to take the light switch cover off in order to turn the light switch off and on. well, this worked ok for a day or two but soon the light switch's protective plastic coating was all but absent and so the daddy of the house removed the final pieces. feeling quite exposed and highly electrically charged, the little light switch would not allow anyone to touch him with their hands. the daddy of the house being very creative found a screwdriver to turn the light switch off and on. upon completing the task of turning it on or off, whatever the case may be, he would place the screwdriver on a shelf high up so the two babies of the house could not get it. the next day while the mommy of the house was in the kitchen the littlest baby of the house was being unusually quiet. upon being checked it was discovered that she was in her room quietly playing with said screw driver. not even wondering how her littlest one had gotten the screwdriver the mommy decided to let her play with it and pretend she was fixing things. a few moments later a little squeak was heard by the mommy. when she entered the room she saw the littlest one standing under the overexposed light switch with the tad bit melted screwdriver in her hand and a shocked but pleasant look on her face. freaking out, the mommy thoroughly checked over the littlest one to make sure her brain had not melted out of her head due to the 110 volts she is pretty sure could have zapped her. (however, daddy has assured mommy that due to the plastic handle on the screwdriver the littlest one was protected from most of the voltage) since the daddy was teaching late that night and the mommy could not figure out how to change the fuses the babies were given a bath by candlelight. and fun was had by all. the end.
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