Well, I'll never forget the time you and I went out drinking. One thing led to another, and suddenly we were breaking into the office building where you used to work (you were plastered, but could still remember the security code, go you!) and we preceeded to use their new copier to make copies of our naughty bits. You stapled them to your bastard ex-boss' ceiling. We nearly got away with it to, but the cops showed up and houses7177 had to bail us out, but not before you gave your phone number out to the cute cop who frisked you. You never did tell me how that worked out...