Thursday, July 23, 2009

In heaven, there will be jetskis...

I just got a phone call from my dad which went something like this...

Me: Hi there
Don: Hi
Me: How are you?
Don: Good, Good... I have a question for you. Are you ready?
Me : Oh, god.
Me: Yeah. What's going on?
Don: Do you know where the jetski key is?
Me: No. On the jet ski? In the cottage? At Don Wilson's House?
Don: He said he didn't have it, but I think he does. I'm going to break into his cottage.

I wonder if when I'm retired I'll break into my friends' houses looking for keys to jetskis. Probably.

1 comments:

thesaurasaurus said...

I think you should. I think we should all become middle-aged cat burglars. Two years ago most of my friends left town all at once and I was lonely and I broke into all of their houses and left gifts and bottles of wine. True story, that.