No, it's not another one of those horrible movies... This is REAL LIFE STUFF.
So last night, while I was sleeping peacefully in my queen size bed that we purchased from IKEA, something crazy happened. I cant explain it at all.
I was freezing, as I usually am in the apartment, because my little penguin of a wife likes it cold when we're sleeping.
Out of nowhere, Lin (I've actually given her a Flavor of Love name, and it is "Spiritz") randomly rips the covers off of me, like she was pulling a table cloth off of a table, with all of the dishes still in place.