It was a typical hot and humid summer afternoon in the South. Another day and another agonizingly long wait until I can get home and play with my new DInc.
I was dripping with sweat, and I was beginning to regret not putting on my Three Wolf Shirt from Amazon, because I knew that the raw power of the Three Wolf Shirt would be enough to wick away my perspiration and provide a cool comfortable breeze for my personal benefit.
But, I digress.
I was finally finishing up for the day and pulling into my driveway. I noticed the grass needed to be cut but that was a job for another day. I was not cutting grass today. As I get out of the car, I am holding my DInc, laptop bag, papers from the office and the day?s mail from the curb. I walk up the slate walk to my front door, up the concrete step to the porch and realize I need my keys.
Juggling things from one hand to another, I reach into my pocket where I always keep my keys. Nope, no keys. I re juggle my load of things, reaching and grabbing for envelopes and papers that are trying to slide away, cussing my misfortune because all I want to do is escape this blistering heat and get inside to Air Conditioned Glory and an Icy Adult Beverage.
Balanced again, I reach into my other pocket for my keys. Nope, no keys. By now, my mental stability is in jeopardy. If I had only worn the Three Wolf Shirt, none of this would be happening.
Of course, the smart thing to do would be to put everything down and look for my keys, but as I mentioned, my normally precision tuned V12 brain was not firing on all cylinders. I looked around in dismay, sweat dripping into my eyes, papers sliding, laptop bag digging into my shoulder, phone? phone? where?s the phone!!!???
Panicked, I catch out of the corner of my eye my precious DInc, the one pure thing in my life, tumbling towards the concrete porch. I blacked out a little at that point. But, after recovering conscious thought again I look and there is my beloved DInc, nestled snugly next to a petunia on the mulch next to the porch. There was not a scratch on it.
Now I don?t really know what happened that day folks, some say it was a Divine power that intervened. Others say that the close proximity of a Three Wolf Shirt was powerful enough to produce a micro gust of cool air that moved the DInc out of harms way. A few say that I was just lucky.
All I know is that a Seidio Innocase Rugged would have prevented my heart from skipping a few beats. If it came bundled with another
Three Wolf Shirt? well that would be a story for another time.