Liontamr
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You're in your apartment - half naked of course because it is past 11pm and everything but socks and boxers have outlived their usefulness - and the doorbell rings.
Like a bat out of hell you grab the first shirt you see and realize it's the one that you wore playing hockey two days ago and fell out of the laundry basket.. and it smells just like it should in that situation.
You nearly do a face plant in a rush to get your jeans on.. Of course you are in a hurry so the boxers bunch right up and suddenly you're wearing a thong.
But you can't worry about all of that because the doorbell has rang a second time.
You race out your door and then down five steps to the main door.. Thinking you may see family, or a best friend who is just done work, or a beautiful woman wanting to jump you (hey it could happen.. *shrugs*)
Instead you open your door to the people who live below you. They got locked out of the buliding as they were taking out the garbage.
BAH!!
Like a bat out of hell you grab the first shirt you see and realize it's the one that you wore playing hockey two days ago and fell out of the laundry basket.. and it smells just like it should in that situation.
You nearly do a face plant in a rush to get your jeans on.. Of course you are in a hurry so the boxers bunch right up and suddenly you're wearing a thong.
But you can't worry about all of that because the doorbell has rang a second time.
You race out your door and then down five steps to the main door.. Thinking you may see family, or a best friend who is just done work, or a beautiful woman wanting to jump you (hey it could happen.. *shrugs*)
Instead you open your door to the people who live below you. They got locked out of the buliding as they were taking out the garbage.
BAH!!