But I've got a great story that trumps them all. The Hurricane has a VERY regular routine in the morning. He wakes up and scurries into kitchen looking for anything, realizes the fridge is completely empty, then darts into the bathroom as fast as he can.
I know all his movements by sound now after living with him for the better part of a year. It was easier for me to listen to him, wait for him to leave, then go about my day. So right after he gets out of the bathroom he goes outside, puts on rollerblades and goes skating for about a half hour. He usually goes down and plays hockey with a group of kids somewhere. (don't ask, I don't know and no I've never asked him about it, that's a rabbit hole I am not willing to go down)
Anyway, today is a little different. He wakes up and goes outside first thing. Usually right after he goes outside I hear him roll past the house and disappear for a while (he rolls right past my window usually dragging his hands on the wall and fence making a shit ton of noise). But today I hear him roll on the concrete for a second, then open the front door. I then hear him walk/roll/slide on the carpet then roll into the bathroom. He is in there for a couple minutes and then rolls out of the house, continuing his normal pattern.
I am laying in bed telling myself 'no way he just took a shit wearing rollerblades'. I get up and go check (since he never flushes the fucking toilet) and sure enough he left me another $5 footlong to wake up to. Just amazing. I texted my buddies down the street the news right away.
BD: Hurricane just took a shit wearing rollerblades!
SA: Not surprised by anything that ape does, not even blog worthy. Text me when he burns the place down. And even then wait till after 10am shit.
Looks like we are starting to take the Hurricane's awesomeness for granted.
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