after finally winning a racquetball game and improving my record to 1-29, i decided to buy some new racquetball shoes. as i wandered around the academy sports and outdoors, i saw some safes for sale. i checked it out.

the first safe i looked at was listed at $996.00. the next one was $1499.00.

i thought, "if i buy those safes, i'll have to buy a vault to put them in."

i begin to laugh hysterically at my own thoughts.

the two most expensive things i owned would be safes.

i could set them at each end of the couch like endtables.

"What are the safes for scott?", says some random guy at my house who happens to be named johnny.

"just waiting to acquire some shit to put in them, johhny", i reply with razor sharp delivery.

and then i would i drink my scotch and smile because only i would know the combination.

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scott