'The Rack' Height Enhancing Apparatus

(A living room. A boy's video game is interrupted by his mother.) Mother: Ricky, your friend Greg is here to play basketball with you. Ricky: Aw, mom, do I have to? He's six inches taller than I am! Mother: Yes you do! I want you to get some exercise! Now get out there! (Groaning, Ricky complies.) (A driveway with a lowered basketball hoop.) Greg: I love playing basketball on your court, Ricky. It lets me practice my slam dunks. Ricky: (pointing to a girl in a cheer leading outfit.) Who's she? Greg: That's Marcia, my cheerleader. (Go ahead, Marcia. Toss up the ball between us. Marcia stands between the two competitors and flings the ball vertically. The ball is intercepted in one hand by Greg, who takes Ricky in his other hand, stuffs the ball into his arms, and jams both through the basketball hoop. Marcia cheers in delight, but Ricky's mother has witnessed the whole scene from a window.) Voice: Is your child short? If so, he may be suffering deep psychological wounds that could cause him to overcompensate in his adulthood, leading to megalomania, such as that of Napoleon and Mussolini. But you can prevent this now by investing in the Rack. (Product demonstration.) Just strap him in for a twenty minute stretch for astonishing overnight results. (The dinner table. Ricky sits down to eat with his parents when a knock is heard at the door.) Mother: Ricky, if that's Greg, I'll tell him you can't come out. Ricky: That's all right, mom. I'm ready for him. (Anaconda like, his arm extends ten feet to answer the door from where he is seated.) Voice: Get them back with the Rack height enhancing apparatus.
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