Doorbell Ditching

About at week or so ago I may or may not have let in three guys to the apartment... at midnight... it was an accident!  I thought they said they were from B3... so I figured, they're neighbors, my dad has talked to them... Come to find out they were from V3!  Cool..  I could have so easily let in a few killers, thieves, body collectors, you name it!  A couple days later I had access to 25 balloons.  So Sara and I blew 'em all up.  For a party that we didn't have..  Instead we drew fun pictures on them and wrote the funniest of jokes, too.  It was super classy.  Then Abby and I dressed as dinosaurs and we were off to go spread joy and balloons to the apartments near us.

We got out there, taping balloons to doors, knocking, and running like heck!  It was turning out to be quite a lot of fun and this is where the V3 guys come into play.  We made it over to the Jersey side of this cesspool and started approaching their door... but they saw us right through their window!  Drat, right?!  They ran outside to catch the potential troublemakers (us..) and when they couldn't find us they gave up.  So we did what any normal person would do.  We went back.  This time was a massive success.  We even got away, but they came after us again!  Except more guys came a lookin'/running and they did find us.. But we seem to have this really great guy repellent on all the time.. so they took one look at us and went back to their apartment.  It's ok, broken hearts are cool too.

Luckily we did manage to get a precious balloon to a different guy's door.  It had two people (boy and girl, you can probably see where this is going), birds, a tree that said A+T in a heart, and probably some more lovey things.  I think we got the message across pretty clearly that B4 folks don't mess around.  No, sir.  We know how to let a guy know that one of us fancies 'em.

Well, so long Grasshopper.