FLUGGLING (flug’ ul ing) v. The dangerous practice, in a darkened room, of using one’s finger to guide the end of an electrical plug into a wall socket.
So how many of you were fluggling over the last month at some time when putting those lights on the Christmas tree? Sure, the room does look so pretty when it’s dark and poof, up come all those pretty lights come on. Is it really worth seeing this annual phenomenon to risk electrocution. Well, no matter what the media says, the number one cause of death is stupidity, whether it be by eating the wrong things, mixing the wrong pharmaceuticals, following an insane dictator or theocratic leader to your demise, or even fluggling. Some of these can be avoided. Read the labels, reconsider your options medically, politically, or faith-based, and don’t fluggle. So, have a Happy New Year, don’t drink and drive, and become another one of the many deaths by stupidity over the holidays, and make sure you keep all the lights on when you take down the Christmas tree. You know you moved a lamp from that spot, so be careful when putting it back, and maybe you’ll be able to survive to next Yule when supposedly the world is going to end. Come to think of it, why are the fundies Christians going nuts over a pagan prophecy anyway?