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Room 225/227, Wednesday afternoon
Dec. 5th, 2007 02:09 pmStep One: His room was no longer lavender, thanks to his girlfriend's alien mojo.
Step Two: He had left his door open to see the comings and goings across the hall, and once he was sure the room was empty, he called the aforementioned girlfriend with the alien mojo. Getting into the locked room was easy when one could orb. And so he wrapped his arms around the girlfriend with the alien mojo, perhaps letting his hands wander to places that wouldn't be polite in public, and orbed them into room 225/227.
He may have been humming the theme to "Assignment: Improbable" under his breath.
Step Two: He had left his door open to see the comings and goings across the hall, and once he was sure the room was empty, he called the aforementioned girlfriend with the alien mojo. Getting into the locked room was easy when one could orb. And so he wrapped his arms around the girlfriend with the alien mojo, perhaps letting his hands wander to places that wouldn't be polite in public, and orbed them into room 225/227.
He may have been humming the theme to "Assignment: Improbable" under his breath.
