Wednesday, April 6, 2005
When I was growing up, I always wished I had a safe in my wall. I bought
a horrible, horrible book (MurderCon, in case you're wondering) and cut
the center out of it to make a book hiding spot. I also made a magnetic
lock for my cabinet so you couldn't open it unless you knew where the
contacts were. Or you were willing to give it a hard yank and rip the
lock off of it's feeble moorings which I had to do when the battery
ran dead once.
And I didn't even have emergency whiskey!
Anna Nicole, Stripped!
Stalk the Author
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