I don't have DNA...I have FAIL...
Short version: I lost my shoes and my phone.
Long version: I was walking a (sort of) girlfriend home from work, and she invites me in for a drink. We get to talking, and one thing led to another, and she kissed me. Due to my horrid luck, right as she kissed me, her dad comes home. She unceremoniously shoves me under the sink. Thankfully, at this point, her dad notices nothing amiss. He goes upstairs, and I'm able to crawl out from my cramped hidey-hole. A friend of mine suddenly decides to send me a text message, causing my phone to emit a loud beep. Her dad comes downstairs, notices my shoes and catches me trying to sneak out the backdoor. After demanding to know who I am and what I'm doing, my unfortunate first response is to babble into my phone "Can you hear me now?". He literally threw me out the door, and I landed on my knee. He slams and locks the door, then starts yelling at her about me. I'm forced to limp about half a mile to my apartment with socks on.
Short version: I lost my shoes and my phone.
Long version: I was walking a (sort of) girlfriend home from work, and she invites me in for a drink. We get to talking, and one thing led to another, and she kissed me. Due to my horrid luck, right as she kissed me, her dad comes home. She unceremoniously shoves me under the sink. Thankfully, at this point, her dad notices nothing amiss. He goes upstairs, and I'm able to crawl out from my cramped hidey-hole. A friend of mine suddenly decides to send me a text message, causing my phone to emit a loud beep. Her dad comes downstairs, notices my shoes and catches me trying to sneak out the backdoor. After demanding to know who I am and what I'm doing, my unfortunate first response is to babble into my phone "Can you hear me now?". He literally threw me out the door, and I landed on my knee. He slams and locks the door, then starts yelling at her about me. I'm forced to limp about half a mile to my apartment with socks on.
