I was at the sofa watching TV with my wife.
Then I asked her if she could bring me a beer, and she said no because she didn't want to miss that part of the soap opera.
Her phone was recharging at the kitchen, and it starts ringing.
She got up really fast and ran to the kitchen. "Hello", she said.
"Since you're in the kitchen, could you bring me a beer?", I asked on the phone.
I don't know if it was my golf club or my son's baseball bat, but everything after that is a blank on my mind.