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November 12, 2002-7:44 p.m. This guy is, as Bubba would say, �just ate up with the dumb ass.� The man evidently found himself locked out of his house this morning so he decided to take a page out of the Santa Claus Handbook and go in via the chimney. I�m wondering how he got up on the roof. Did he have a ladder just laying around outside specifically for occasions such as these? Did he go all rock climber and scale the outside of the house clinging to tiny bits of mortar between the bricks? Why didn�t he just break a window? It certainly would have been less messy. Just a little glass to clean up. As it was, he not only got covered in soot but also became lodged in the chimney. The fire department had to chip through the bricks and mortar to liberate him. And, hey, how did the fire department even know he was in there. Did he have a cell phone? Did he have to scream and yell and hope that a neighbor heard him? Or did his wife come home and find his legs dangling in the fireplace? *Sa crosses her fingers and secretly hopes it was the latter* You know he�s not going to live this one down for quite some time. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
