Saturday, March 8, 2008
the broken mirrors and classical guitars
Matthew and I were in a house that was like the annex Anne Frank stayed in, and we were trying to find a series of classical guitars, like it was a video game. We were video taping the whole experience and we were both wearing brown clothing and black toques. Each new door we came to had a glass mirror on it, and there was a security camera in it, so I got to karate kick each mirror out, so the bad guys couldn't find us. In each room, we'd find a new classical guitar, but they somehow got really tiny as soon as we grabbed them, so it we could carry them. Then, Matthew told me to hide, because we could hear someone coming, and I hid behind the hot water heater.
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