At first there seemed to be plenty... but then Otto found himself in a pitched battle with Ethel for his share of the bedsheet! 'I don't want that air conditioner blowin' on me!' sobbed Otto. For once in his life it appeared he was gonna be the loser in hand to hand combat! He had all the moves-- but she didn't fight FAIR!
Shuddering in abject air conditioning, Otto proceeded to--
...plan out tommorrow's breakfast in detail!
...grope for the phone to call a cab!