I stopped at Kris and Mike's after my paint run to St. Cloud yesterday to pick up some bolt cutters. Mike suggested that I use a side grinder instead. So this morning I took a grind at the lock on the locker right next to Billy's locker.
The sparks were flying, including a couple that land right on top of my recently shorn head. (When I was cutting some bolts for the trailer last Friday I didn't have this problem, but after my haircut yesterday most of my helmet was apparently absent). The hasp was cut. Now for the treasure.
Damn! Its empty. Oh well, I have 15 more to search. More sparks, more hasps rent asunder, more empty lockers.
Then I cut another. (The gloves really helped with the cascade of sparks.)
There was my treasure. A bag of stale pretzels, some empty Tupperware and a spoon. Oh well, maybe I'll find treasure somewhere else.
Mr. Flannery
4 comments:
LOLOLOL
Always chew your pretzels before you swallow.
Hey - I think the lockers are the treasure!!! I'm plotting ways to get some of those to my house! LOL
Be sure and duck the sparks! Your diet plan one day and grinding the next don't really work together do they?
;-) robelyn
Dude, that is the worlds easiest lock to pick
Remind me to show you the 'key'
I used to sell Tupperware. I'd say you hit the jackpot, mister! haha ~Mindy
This is my first visit to your blog, I came over after reading your comment on my post about my husband...thank you!
Lovin' your blog! The lockers, the rusty fencing, the BONES, your fireplace and your joke in your profile about 7 yrs of happiness!
I'll be back because now I'm a follower!
Thanks for visiting and come back soon!
Sandy
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