I was standing outside their basement door, ready to go beast mode to get my Christmas decorations back. I would be very stealthy, like a ninja, and then leave before anyone would ever notice me. I made sure that I had my lucky toothpick with me when I left the house. I ALWAYS carry it with me, it's just good luck. Just me and my superstitions, I guess. Enough of that, anyways, time to commit a felony. I stuck my bobby pin into the lock and then puled out my screwdriver as I attempted to pick the lock. Well, I never got that far. The door opened before me and I received a Chuck Norris like roundhouse kick to the face.
