re: #45 Shiplord Kirel, live from behind wingnut lines

I asked my mother if I could have hidden a cache of bombs in my
room when I was a teenager.
She said, “Ha! You couldn’t even hide a Playboy magazine!”
And all that time I thought my little brother had stolen it.

I couldn’t get anything past my mother. Most embarrassing bust was when I looked in the crawlspace under the basement stairs to check on my little cannabis plant I was nurturing in a little flower pot with a fluorescent light only to find the little guy uprooted and a note that said “Nice try, you’re grounded.”