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so ryan calls me at 8 in the morning telling me that he forgot his math book at his house and that he has a test after work. he lives too far from his work to go and get it in time at lunch or before his class starts. so he asks me to get it for him. i drive to his house at during my lunch break and i know sometimes the back window is unlocked so that you can reach in and open the door. it was locked. i called him and he asks if i can climb up to the roof. no. i couldn't. so i walk around the house and i notice that the kitchen window is open. i find an old table on their deck and set it under the window. i stand up, lift the screen and with my so-called-fat-lined biceps and triceps i'm in his house. i should totally rob houses for a living.