- A pet? She was laughing so much she could hardly speak. - Mel help me, your husband is so stupid! I'm gonna die! - I'm sorry but you'll have to deal... with his stupidity tonight, I have to deal with it every day for years. - Sorry, my humour gets worse with alcohol.I thought to myself: 'Humour'…. what a joke. - Aaaah.... I have to stop laughing so much or I'm going to have a heart attack. - Hey it's not my fault if I'm so funny. I noticed my glass was empty. - Want one more? I asked. - I'm not. You will of course recall you duly signedthat code and that allows me to use corporal punishment on any occasion such as this. I shall therefore deal with you here and now and let it serve as a reminder to this class I am a stickler for rules and regulations!" Get over here girl!" She sharply barked and then I found myselfblushing brightly and feeling very apprehensive as I stood in front ofthe class standing to her right whilst she sternly rebuked me further.Then once the telling off was over. And waved good by to the Old Man whowent back into his shop, with the sign Spells R Us hanging above the door.The Old Man chuckled. Now to have some fun with those thieves.Going up to the back office for a coffee break, and to report whathappened, Al stopped and sat down for a few minutes, then curiously lookedat the small cardboard box the Old Man had given him. Opening the top Alchuckled, and picked up the plastic toy ray gun that was inside. Itlooked like some sort of Flash Gordon ray. What are you up to?”“I was ordering some supplies. Do you mind if they come here? I’d get all embarrassed if I had to pick them up at the dorm?” she asked. Her eyes were alight, her smile was grand, and her excitement was infectious. Max had her hands on Alex’s shoulders and was reading everything like she was looking at a new miracle.“What’s that one for?” Max murmured.“Your butt, sweetie,” Alex laughed as she reached up and petted her friend’s face.“So what kind of ‘supplies’ do you think we.