Gems of the week:
Wednesday night the roommates and I were having a late night talk (seeing as we are never home at the same time). Finally early this morning we decided to go to bed.
As I descended the stairs to the main floor something happened. A sudden rushing feeling and then... nothing. I was on my back looking at the ceiling. How did this happen you ask? The 3rd to last stair magically vanished, obviously causing me to plunge to my death. (The magic stair reappeared instantly)
To make the situation that much better, Sam was behind me and saw all the action. She screamed bloody murder.
As the roommates were in a shocked laughter state, I continued to lay there wishing I was not an idiot.
You win stairs. You win.
It was not a bloody scream....it was a very concerned Gasp......stupid arugula....
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