Mildred sighed softly and rolled over. Her breathing was deep, easy, and calm. She was fast asleep. So fast asleep that she did not notice the weird things happening all over the house. For instance, the socks that were sliding off her feet, seemingly of their own accord, the drawers that were opening and closing, the pockets that were turning themselves inside out, the doors of the laundry machine opening and closing, and the... Things that were crawling out of the dark corners and closets.

  In fact, things were crawling out from everywhere - from the socks, the pockets, the closets, and the laundry machine. These things were, in fact, lint.

                                 Yeah, thats right. Lint.

                                   Weird, huh?

  The lint continued crawling towards the center of the house, which happened to be the living room. The lint covered every inch of the floor, the couch, even the coffee table. The whole room was a rippling carpet of lint.

  Soon the flow of lint stopped. All the lint in the house was crammed into Mildred's living room.

  In the center of the room stood the lint council. The council consisted of one of each kind of lint. As you can imagine, the council was quite large.

  The council waited a moment for the crowd to settle. Then the council's elected spokesperson ( a piece of dryer lint ) spoke up.

  "My friends, the time has come!"

 The enormous crowd cheered.

  "Yes!" continued the spokesperson. "The time has come! We are great in number! Yes, my friends! We are going to take over the world!!!!!!"

  The crowd went wild.

  

 

 "Now" said the spokesperson. "Here's the plan..."