The delivery truck pulled up outside Walt and Nancy’s house and two mammoth, gargantuan men hauled the mattress up onto the porch. They rang the bell and asked Nancy where she wanted it.

“Oh. I guess you can leave it here until my husband gets home”, she told them.

“Maam, unless you’re married to Arnold Swartzennegar, I’d let us take it to where you want it. This is the heaviest mattress I’ve ever saw”, one of the steroid- created gargantuans said.

“Oh. Okay, follow me”.

When Walt got home, Nancy told him the mattress had arrived. They went up and opened the box. Walt tried to pull the mattress out but couldn’t budge it. He finally cut the box open with a knife. There it lay, a thousand bucks worth of mattress.

“That sure looks like some pretty thick plastic covering it”, Walt said.

“Well, they probably wanted to protect it real well”, Nancy responded.

“Guess I’m gonna have to cut the plastic off too”, Walt told her.

Walt carefully cut the plastic off the mattress. As soon as he got it open the knife was pulled from his hand. It went right down on the mattress. Walt reached down to pick it up. No go. He couldn’t get it loose from the mattress. Then his watch stuck and he had to pull his hand out to get free.

The dog, seeing what was happening, and having great survival instincts, tried to make a run for it. He made it a couple of feet before the magnets sucked his collar, and him, to the mattress.

“Jeez, those must be powerful magnets. How do I get the knife off of it? I’m not sleeping on a knife. Not sleeping on a dog either. Like to have the watch back too.”, Walt said.

“Isn’t there some way to turn the magnets off?”, Nancy asked.