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raynravyn -> RE: for a good laugh.... (5/18/2010 9:47:19 PM)
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Lol, I have one better (worse?)... My (now) ex and I were playing one night, with a pair of handcuffs we had been given by a police officer friend (I was an emt, he was on the Fire Department). Somehow, in the process of the evening, the key disappeared. His brilliant idea? Call the fire department! We lived in a very small town, so when they got there, it was, of course, they guys we both worked with on a daily basis. So, instead of just freeing me, they laugh at me for half an hour. Then cut me loose. I still haven't lived it down, and every time I go back to my home town, someone invaribly leaves a pair of handcuffs somewhere (in my car, mailbox, on the doorknob...) Ah, good times [;)]
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