Atom=Better than Sylvester Stallone
I got locked out today. Jeff was gone seeing Alien Vs. Predator so it came down to waiting 2 hours or risking my life climbing up from Dan's second story apartment. Wait 2 hours? Death defying feat? Wait 2 hours? Death defying feat? I knocked on Downstairs Dans door and promised him I wouldn't sue. 3 stories is actually pretty high. I stood on dan's guardrail and jumped up and grabbed onto mine. I had to pull myself up and then climb over when I got footing. It's too bad that our guardrail is shotty and rickety and wobbly. Dan made everything better by saying "I wouldn't be worried about my guardrail, I'd be worried about yours." That made me feel a whole lot better about the whole situation, and it made for a pleasurable, leisurely, stress-free climb. Thanks Dan, you cocksucker. But regardless, I'm alive and well. Or can ghosts type on keyboards?