Will she have to foot the bill for the damage to the buildings?

/she should

She sounds fat.

Let it be, this problem will solve itself.

First name Courtney. Sounds like a dumb blonde.

Who among us hasn't gotten stuck between two buildings when blackout drunk?

Matthew Keene: First name Courtney. Sounds like a dumb blonde.

That's a big 10-4 on dumb blonde!

Pooh?

As someone with semi-latent claustrophobia, this idea somewhat terrifies me.

/hopefully I never go crazy and have to be restrained in a straightjacket
//is it normal to worry about such things?

StrangeQ: As someone with semi-latent claustrophobia, this idea somewhat terrifies me.

/hopefully I never go crazy and have to be restrained in a straightjacket
//is it normal to worry about such things?

As someone who is not claustrophobic, this sound freakin' terrifying to me as well.

StrangeQ: As someone with semi-latent claustrophobia, this idea somewhat terrifies me.

/hopefully I never go crazy and have to be restrained in a straightjacket
//is it normal to worry about such things?

Ever have an MRI? I need to take a couple of Valiums before being shut inside the machine.

THIS ALLEY WAS MADE FOR ME

I saw the same thing happen in New Orleans, way before Katrina. Except the space between the buildings was bricked up so the women definitely fell off the roof. I have a picture of the hole the fire department made somewhere

K...3 nights ago?

*sigh*

Matthew Keene: First name Courtney. Sounds like a dumb blonde.

Never underestimate the power of "dumb" blondes with IQs over 200.

offmymeds: StrangeQ: As someone with semi-latent claustrophobia, this idea somewhat terrifies me.

/hopefully I never go crazy and have to be restrained in a straightjacket
//is it normal to worry about such things?

Ever have an MRI? I need to take a couple of Valiums before being shut inside the machine.

I like it.I kinda find tight spaces comforting. (That's why I don't date your mom. Zing!) When I used to do cabling, I was always the cealing rat due to being the smallest one, and not being afraid of small spaces. I ran alot of wire in the coms building at Ft Detrick, MD, and it involved crawling up into the cealing, and finding paths around all the ducting, holes in the brick, and spaces between piping. I often had to wiggle through space just big enough for me to sove my body through, not sure if I would be able to get out.

Then once I got out into the private sector, I discovered these wonderful things called 'push-rods'

should have read The Cask of Amontillado before helping.

SomethingToDo: THIS ALLEY WAS MADE FOR ME

I know exactly what you're referring to and I'm going to go curl up in the fetal position and cry for awhile after having been reminded of it.

_{/body horror and I don't like one another}