Saturday, August 18, 2012

Knock Knock, Who's There?

                



I had a rude awakening this morning. Someone was knocking quite hard on my frontdoor around six o'clock. Who in the world could that be at this time of  day, I wondered.
It was friend A, standing outside in his knickers and with bare feet. He had locked himself outside his house without his keys and was not willing to wake up his neighbours. So he came running from the other side of town to my place for his spare key. It was all really funny, I have laughed the whole day...



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