sharky
New Yorker
I locked myself out of our apartment today. Not only did my fiance come up with a great plan to get his keys to let me back in -- cab it to his job in the city -- but he also paid for the cab since my money was sitting next to my keys, which were both in my apartment on the wrong side of the door. The boy is a genius who gave me a kiss when I picked up the keys and the money instead of one of those "You're an idiot" looks [which I probably deserved]. So everyone say "Yeah Hawk269!" He's my hero.
Oh and if you want to be amused by someone else's bad day I wrote the whole dirty detailed story in my blog.
Oh and if you want to be amused by someone else's bad day I wrote the whole dirty detailed story in my blog.
