"Colonel."
"Yeah?"
"You're laying on top of me."
"I noticed that."
"Get off."
"Sorry. Can't. Those stun guns must have completely paralyzed me."
* * *
"Colonel - that's not your sidearm, is it?"
"Er...no."
"So not *all* your muscles are paralyzed."
"Guess not."
* * *
"This is embarrassing."
"It's all right for you. You're the one on top. I can barely breathe."
"Sorry, Carter."
* * *
"Sir -- I think the effect is wearing off."
"Actually...no. It's not."
"Not *that*. I meant the paralyzing effect."
"Oh. Sorry."
* * *
"That's better. I can breathe again."
"Good...Carter, look out!"
"Oof!"
"Carter..."
"Yes?"
"You're laying on top of me..."
The End