I'm assuming you crashed through said sliding glass door whilst

 

I'm telling Marty you can have your future employer call me. . . for better or for worse.

 

I'm noting that while that would typically be a fair assumption, the sliding glass doors around Rancho Notsogrande were showing a bit of wear when last I was there.

 

I'm noting the main reason for replacement is that the aforementioned doors had no locking mechanism

 

I'm freeballin'

 

I'm wondering which of the horses helped themselves in?

 

I"M trying to figure out what is going on.........

 

I'm ready for a nap.

 

I'm awake from my nap.

 

I'm somewhat amused by the exchange between my grandmother and the 911 operator after she found her neighbour dead in her apartment:

911 Operator: Do you know CPR?
Grandma: Why? She's dead.
911 Operator: Can you stay with her until the paramedics arrive?
Grandma: Well she's not going anywhere...