now you mock advanced age but all who do tend to forget that some day..if they're lucky...will reach that age too and beyond, hope you kids don't have some half-baked snotnoses taunting you then
so last night around midnight 30, i start to get super depressed, im thinking imma go to sleep.
so i come in here for about 3 mins, the doorbell rings, i get up, get dressed, walk out there, its patches.
okay, cool, patches and sarah are here, im going back to bed.
a few mins later, the doorbell rings again, i get up, get dressed, walk out there, josh is now on the couch, i walk over, dan is coming up the steps, max is home.
huh. okay, full house, might as well cheer up and not sleep.
bout an hour after that, max and i are the only ones home, we're watching running scared and its at a shootout scene. then we hear this big crash and smash, im thinking someone kicked in the door downstairs. max bolts up and runs to the window and looks out it.
"what the ****, thats my roommates window!" i run back in here and look, sure enough, the window is smashed to shit. what the ****! it was loose and just decided "welp, nows a good time to slam shut" and it did. then smashed everywhere.
if i had of been asleep, not only would i have had a heart attack, but knowing my luck wouldve been covered in glass.
nobody got hurt thankfully, a guy downstairs walked into the bar just before it happened, like the door was mid-close when it shattered and fell.