Ruined: I locked my keys in
Ruined: I locked my keys in my car. I had to climb through my gas cap, shimmy through the fuel line, exit my engine, climb through a grommit in my firewall and squeeze under the dash to enter the car. Then I was wrestling an aardvark and I skinned my left shin. To make things worse, I went out to have a few beers and it was only me and a couple circus chimps. How am I supposed to seriously get my swerve on when I have a whooping cough and a touch of pneumonia? Don’t even get me started about the red ants. BIIIIIIIIIIIISCUIIIIIITS!!!