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March 29, 2010

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Great story! Did you enjoy the Mongolian BBQ?

So where were you guys when I locked myself out the appartment so many moons ago?

Oh, I'm guessing Chew wasn't even born yet (okay, he was like 2 years old), so I guess he has a good excuse.

I had to go the direct route (didn't have any pins or even a credit card) and knocked out the glass in the back door. I just had to keep telling the roomate's Dobie that "it's me, it's me - you know me!" so she wouldn't try to take off my hand.

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