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Why burglars don't wear skirts

So I get home today, pull my computer out of the car and head to the
house.  Unfortunately the braintrusts that I live with have locked the
deadbolt when they know I only have a key to the bottom lock.  Placing my
computer in front of the door I look around and see a folding chair (I'm
on the deck) and pull it towards the porch window.  Carefully I
precariously balance myself on the folding chair in my heels and push the
unlocked window up.  Now comes the dilemma - my skirt is too tight for me
to lift my leg up and over the sill.  I ponder the problem and realize my
only alternative is to pull my skirt up and scale the sill.  I look around
to make sure I am unobserved and hike my skirt around my waist.  Quickly,
lest someone should be around, I push myself up and lift my leg to swing
it in.  Unfortunately my high heel catches on the side of the window
forcing me to release my lift and drop the lower half of my anatomy smack
onto the thin metal strip.  Heel still caught I fall inwards because of
the pain and end up on the floor of the porch with both feet up on the
window sill.  Using my exceptional kung fu skills I roll over backwards,
stand up and pull my skirt down properly.  As I look out the window I see
my neighbor has been outside for god knows how long and is staring at my
house with a huge smile on his face.  Oh the humanity (to be read in the
voice of the Hindenburg announcer).  It was then that I realized my
computer was outside and I had no way of getting it except by going out
the same window.

So - how was your day?