I rappelled off my 12th floor balcony last night at around 3 in the morning after a night of drinking with a buddy of the Rev's.
But it wasn't my idea, I swear. I had just passed out around 2:30 when a buddy in my building called me after getting home from his night of boozing. He had left his house keys in his car, which was still over at the club, because he was too sauced to drive home. He leaves his back door cracked, so...I only had to rap down part way and then walk on the ledge over to the back of his apartment, and let myself in.
Sorry, no pics, although the thought briefly crossed our minds. I was otherwise occupied, and he was too drunk to find my camera himself.
Anyway, one night I'll do it for real with advance planning, in the middle of the night, ninja stylie. And I'll take pics.
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