Lock-picking

My housemate WUP got himself locked out of his own bathroom.

After much fuss and panic and girly-voiced profanities around the house,  my cousin Will ended up doing the whole “Open Sesame!” mumbo-jumbo abacadabra with – Gasp! – A straightened safety pin. Door open.

Next time you get yourself locked out of your own house/car/safety box/box of Chastity (or if you are short of cash), give my cuz’ William a call.

Changing my mind about mondays

I started the day grumpy and shivering (it was chilling this morning).

Funny, Mondays and I never got along too well, but today’s different. Turns out the day wasn’t so bad after all. Huh…

Smile, boy, smile…

ps: Happy birthday Andy!
pps: You guys heard of Johnny Cash’s A boy name Sue? Ain’t my name a tough name!