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By Anonyme - 19/02/2016 06:34 - France
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By Anonyme - 19/02/2016 06:34 - France
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Raaaaaah, publiée ! Wahou ! # 45, Ce n'est pas un fake :). Je t'envoie une photo du cadavre de la porte si tu veux ! Pour info, non je n'avais pas prévu ce que mon père allait faire, au quel cas, je serais sortie ! Bien sur aucun de nous n'avait de téléphone, la salle de bain n'a pas de fenêtre et je vis toute seule avec lui, ma soeur vivant chez ma mère. Sans outils - si ce n'est des ciseaux, pince à épiler et crème de jour - et après avoir vainement essayer de démonter le cadran de la poignée de la porte -incassable- , on s'est résolu à attendre ma soeur qui devait passer en fin de matinée. On a entendu nos portable sonner plusieurs fois d'affiler et là on s'est dit "merde, ca doit être H. (ma soeur) qui décale le rdv". On s'est donc remis au boulot et après deux heures d'acharnement, on a réussi à tourner le petit machin pour ouvrir la porte à l'aide d'un ciseaux démonté (lui même démonté avec une lime à oncle), parce que entre temps on avait pété la poignée héhé. On a bien fait, ma soeur ne devant finalement arriver qu'à 17h ! Ps : Naturellement j'ai soumis la VDM quand je suis sortie :p