We should've expected it when Thad called to tell us he was at the airport. Could we put him up for a couple of days? He'd missed his connecting flight to Peru, and there wasn't another one for 48 hours. Out of a combination of naivete, timidity, and charity, we invited Thad into our humble home - and there the nightmare began. The departure time for the supposed flight to Peru came and went in a haze of "All Your Base" jokes, Entertainment Tonight, feta cheese eaten straight from the package, and the kind of flatulence that is of great interest to researchers and pathologists. As of this writing, he's just received his first piece of mail here.
Our mistake? We bunked Thad on the AeroBed Classic Raised Twin Airbed, an adjustable-firmness, two-level air mattress that's a foot or two higher and a million miles ahead of the standard flimsy airbed. Once Thad spied the uninflated AeroBed in the basement, we weren't even able to plead difficulty - the attached pump fully inflates the bed in under three minutes. You may think the AeroBed Classic Raised Twin Airbed looks great, with its incredible convenience and saistfying sleepability, but take it from us: it's a mooch magnet. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have to go clean some feta out of our bath towels.
