The reason this blog is titled "suckersss": I make stupid comments on stupid blogs, I make funny comments on funny blogs, I make serious comments on serious blogs and ONCE IN A WHILE I'll make a bitchy comment on one of those that I find to be funny. Please don't get so offended. The easiest way to get thru life is to not take yourself too seriously -- when you do you end up pissed off all the time. So don't let me ruin your day ;)

Ok, so lately there have been no crazy stories to blog about... well OK, actually on Friday night I went over to my friends apt. (she lives on the third floor... this will be relevant in a sec). We were all hanging out on her balcony and she put her cigarettes on the edge so of course they got knocked down, but of course they didn't fall all the way to the ground because that would be too simple -- they fell on to the second floor balcony. It was about 11 at night so we figured we'd just knock on their door and get them back -- they didn't answer.

Which left us with the task of retrieving her cigarettes.

Option 1: Climb down ... not too difficult but getting back up would be pretty impossible.

Option 2: Climb up from the ground, once again, not too difficult but getting back down would be a problem

Option 3: Use the rope on her balcony (why did she have a rope? I do not know) to get them some how.

Seeing as how the rope was pretty much our only safe bet, we began to think of ways to use the rop to get the cigarettes. We decided we needed the rope to somehow be sticky so that it could pick up the cigarettes. Well, this wasn't exactly a grocery store she was living in so the only stick material we could find was peanut butter.

We found a piece of cardboard, tied it to the rope and slopped on some peanut butter. Aiming the rope at the cigarettes was harder than we thought. We tried for a good 20 minutes with the peanut butter but it didn't really work. We looked around for some more sticky stuff and found maple syrup. It was then that we realized the sticky approach wasn't going to work. We needed something more agressive...

We tied the maple syrup bottle to the end of the rope and started swinging it at the cigarettes. We thought we had it about 10 times but theyd keep getting knocked to the edge and then we'd swing them back on the balcony. It wasn't working. In a last ditch effort we swung he maple syrup as hard as possible and tada -- the cigarettes were dropped to the ground!

Thought ya'll might enjoy that story. The rest of the night includes wiggers and beer pong, not quite worth writing about.

I'm now heading to NH to play some poker.