September 2011

The Tragic Incident of the Missing Keys in the Daytime

Where the frick are my keys?

 

The case of the missing keys. The keys were in my pocket until I used them to open the door. Now they are gone, the way keys are wont to do when they are not getting enough attention. 

 

I am 99% positive that the keys either:

 

  1. jumped out the window in a wild suicide attempt led by a ninja from next door. 
  2. are hiding underneath the sole book in my place that has yet to be unturned. 
  3. are hiding behind my ears as a result of a magic trick that the magician forgot to inform me about. 
  4. are lost forever in which case I will have to phone a locksmith and get new keys.