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I was going to post this under the tread "KARAOKE ADDICT" but I felt it needed its own discussion.....So last night I went out to sing karaoke at a show my ex-KJ partner and ex-sleeping partner was hosting. SHEsometimes buys duplicate copies of the NEW monthly releases and I buy them from her . So I drove 45 minutes to her show in what can be considered a VERY BAD NEIGHBORHOOD to pick up the discs and maybe sing (1) song..... I got there at 9:00pm..Here is where the story gets crazy...Mind you I left my 6 month pregnant wife home WHICH IS NEVER A PROBLEM she never has a problem with me going out singing to her show ...But the music wa good the rotation was small and the next thing I know it's 12:30 PM ... Still really not a problem.... So being the ADDICT I AM of course I have to listen to the CDGS on my way home ...It is a 45 min ride... So I pop the trunk of my little VW bug to load up the cd changer pop the cds in close the trunk and hear the all too familiar BEEP of the car lock alarm ITS AT THAT MOMENT I REALIZED THE KEYS WERE IN THE TRUNK Well needless to say I had to call and wake my PREGNANT wife up at 1:00 in the morning to drive 45 mins to a very bad neighborhood to open the trunk......AND YOU THINK YOU'LL HAVE A BAD DAY?

In the Words of Homer Simpson DOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

T.B.K

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.....and sometimes the beholder is definitely blind as a bat!

I forgot to tell you that the VW is my wifes car .. SHE HAD TO PICK ME UP IN MY SUV WHICH HAD NO GAS !!!! SO SHE HAD TO FIND A GAS STATION AND PUT GAS IN THE TRUCK ..SHE WAS

dude, how long ya grounded from leaving the house?????

I always have a spare key hidden in my wallet, although i normally leave the wallet in the vehicle (ain't no money in it)

I have locked my keys in the van several times...
- old navy, a hour from home - thank god mom was with me and had her keys.
- one time when i was doing a walk-through at a venue
- one time locked them in the enclosed cargo area and had to call AAA to get the driver's door open so i could get my wallet to get my spare, so i could open the cargo door, to get my normal keys to get into the house.

I now keep the keys on me at all times

Another time, I had two friends at a outdoor concert with me, we get to the vehicle and the key turned over, but the starter didn't engage...... seems while parking in the cow pasture, i scrapped som gravel and it disconnected my neutral safety switch. 2 two trucks and almost 2 hours later the ladies were freaking out when both two trucks left without the van. then i came driving up...... I was so stressed out and agrivated that i didn;t need the coffee to keep me awake

And then 1 time, in bandcamp...............

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Let's Kick the Tires and Light the Fires!

It would have been bad enough just having to wake her up at that time of night, much less being pregnant, coupled with the wrong vehicle which was out of gas. Wow! You're lucky she even came to help ya. Think I'd just bite the bullet this time and pray it never happens again.

Let me get this straight. You had your wifes car. Stayed late. Locked your keys in the trunk. It was early in the morning. SHe's pregnant. She had to use your suv that had no gas. She had to find a station fill it herself drive to a bad part of town in the dark.

HOW ARE YOU STILL BREATHING???????
THIS IS COMPARABLE TO THE PARTING OF THE RED SEA OR WALKING ON WATER DUDE!

T.B.K

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.....and sometimes the beholder is definitely blind as a bat!

Wait till she tells all of your friends about this, and they all get on you!

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Let's Kick the Tires and Light the Fires!

Tooo True DBK Too true.....I think Lorena bobbit got the same kind of phone call from her hubby in the middle of the night and we all know what happened to him and mr. happy lmao

T.B.K

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.....and sometimes the beholder is definitely blind as a bat!

Ya know, once she starts telling her (and your) friends about this it's gonna be worse than the time my wife went into labor and I tossed a pair of dirty socks on top of the refrigerator so the cat wouldn't chew them up. Then as luck would have it a couple of her friends came over before she came home from the hospital to help "clean up" so the house would be ready. Sure enough, one of them found the socks - never could convince them it was just a one-time deal so as not to delay getting her to the hospital. Never was able to live that one down.

Hey Ron Heres a great christmas gift idea....send each of the friends mentioned above that have not let you live this down a pair of dirt socks and a picture of the cat chewing on them....that ought to shut them up

T.B.K

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.....and sometimes the beholder is definitely blind as a bat!

Hey BK, Love it lmaorotf

Let me first say that Mrs. Bobbitt had it wrong!



You just cut most of it off. Then after she tells her friends a story like Jam's, instead of refering to him as her hubby she can call him....my stubby.

Jam,
Does your wife also do collections on deadbeat barowners who don't pay KJ's or fulfil Contracts & promises?

Jam,
Does your wife also do collections on deadbeat barowners who don't pay KJ's or fulfil Contracts & promises?

I agree with Jimmy's Rock and Smash method, I've used it myself once. The smarter way is AAA, took me a few years to figure that out.

Jam, I feel your pain. I know that " No, that didn't just happen" thought all too well.

My lockout story is a bit different. I come home one night at about 2AM(from Karaoke of course), half in the bag, well maybe more than half, and go to sleep. At about 7AM I get rousted out of bed by the sound of the Sanitation truck on my street and the realization that I have new life forms growing in my kitchen trash. Yeah I gotta fight the hangover and get the garbage to the truck in about 25 seconds, before the truck pulls away. Without thinking I grab the two garbage bags and run outside, in my boxers, in 18 degree weather, and chase the truck to the next house. Success. As I'm running back to my house, before I get frostbite in places where even the word bite doesn't go, I feel a strong gust of wind, and infinitely worse, hear the sound of my front door slamming shut.

Yes I'm locked out of my house, in boxer shorts and socks on a 18 degree NY winter morning. I really didn't know any of the neighbors so knocking on doors in boxer shorts could get you shot.

The realization that I'm screwed quickly sunk in. That's when one of those supernatural strength moments came over me. You know the ones like when a women lifted a car off her child to save his life. Well I stood in front of this steel reinforced door for about five seconds and kicked if off it's hinges. I still don't know how I did that, I'm not a small guy but I'd never think that I can open that door, much less break it off the hinges with one blow.

I hid a spare key in the back of the house after that.

Well its been almost 48 hrs and I'm still alive... My wife is just being able to crack a smile about what happened. But I know its locked in MEMORY ....as soon as I do the littlest thing BAM it will come flying out
So for the next few weeks, I'll try to be a good boy

You're doing ok so far. All ya need to do now is tip-toe for the next 4-6 months and it'll start to fade

women NEVER forget.