I CAN'T BELIEVE MY LITES!

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I CAN'T BELIEVE MY LITES!

(WARNING: CLASSIFIED!)

(This account was found in the journal of a young NASA engineer who recently left NASA on an extended emergency medcal leave after hearing this unauthorized conversation between a Senior Satellite named Tom and a Junior Satellite named Pedro. After much deliberation, the determination was made that this incident does not qualify as a major security threat for the nation, nor does it signify any potential doom for humanity, although it has been deemed highly irregular--some call it most improbable.)

PEDRO: Tom, oh Major Tom, do you see what I see??!!?? That wreck of a Jennifer is cooking and cleaning again!

MAJOR TOM: Well, I'll be switched!! She sure is!! What is she up to now?? She.s tried most everythng--the lawyer thing, telephone surveys, counseling, youth ministry, seminary, receptionist--and now THIS!! This has to be her last possible chance at any sort of career choice! And just WHAT does she think she can cook??

PEDRO: I saw her with a defenseless bag of dried beans, heading for a soup pot in the mddle of Southern heat!
She started that bean soup stuff back in her old house; before that, all she dared to do was the crock pot!!

MAJOR TOM: And what is all this neatness and cleaning stuff? Where did that come from??

PEDRO: She had a lot of neatniks in her life; they all tried with her, but none of the influences had any effect. Now, she's living with relatives and has nominated herself as chief cook and bottle washer! Whatever makes her think she can keep that up??

MAJOR TOM: I don't know I can't believe my lites at the sight! (Peering down,the big,older Satellite almost loses his balance, and listeners can hear an undignified "oooff" as he repositions.)

(Aiming their cameras, the two satellites drift off to a new position, slowly wagging the cameras in disbelief as they travel.)