I don’t remember why I booby-trapped the house, but I’m sure I had a reason.
I mean, nobody’d booby-trap their home without one.
However, what the reason is has since escaped me.
I’m also unhappy to admit I can’t remember precisely where I put each individual trap.
When that first one blew up in my face, knocked me across the room and smashed my skull into the wall, I may have gotten a concussion. My memory’s fuzzy all around.
However: I do remember there are a LOT of traps. So be careful while you’re getting us out of here, okay?
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Oh, I like this quirky short.
ReplyDeleteI have a feeling the rescue team is outside drawing straws to see who gets to test their luck. :)
Very cute! Yes, I agree... quirky does seem to describe it. Nice!
ReplyDeleteI do like booby traps.
ReplyDeleteSeems entirely reasonable to me. ;)
ReplyDeleteI can think of a thousand good reasons to do this
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