Thursday, March 24, 2005

Three's Company

Last night after Tracie went to bed I tacked a comic to her door so that she would see it first thing in the morning. It said:

"I've put you on a strict need to know basis. Don't go in the basement. Oh, and don't believe anything you hear on the news for the next six months."

This morning I'm trying to leave before she see's the note but while I'm combing my hair I hear her door open and she starts busting up laughing. When I walk in the hall I scream.

Her boyfriend was right behind her and I'm in my underwear.

Now who's on a strict need to know basis?

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