My friends apparently do.
After a legendary and debaucherous night hanging out with three crazy chick friends, I crashed out on the couch in Boston's living room, and Boston and Little Red crashed out in Boston's bedroom. (I had put Rey in a cab earlier in the evening, as she was toast.)
This morning, when they woke up, they saw I was gone. The front door was locked form the inside. The back gate was locked. They asked me if I jumped out the window. I told them (truthfully) that I did not. "So how did you get out?"
I told them very simply, "I'm a magician."
Let them figure it out.
After a legendary and debaucherous night hanging out with three crazy chick friends, I crashed out on the couch in Boston's living room, and Boston and Little Red crashed out in Boston's bedroom. (I had put Rey in a cab earlier in the evening, as she was toast.)
This morning, when they woke up, they saw I was gone. The front door was locked form the inside. The back gate was locked. They asked me if I jumped out the window. I told them (truthfully) that I did not. "So how did you get out?"
I told them very simply, "I'm a magician."
Let them figure it out.




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