Fire Island continued

Time for a catch up on Fire Island antics. The excitement, or to be more realistic the stupidity didn't end with me falling off the boardwalk. As soon as we got on the Ferry, the last one for the evening thus the running, Kevin realised that he didn't have his shorts of which his house keys were in. O.M.G! what were we going to do? Any way to make a long story short, we bumped into one of Kevins friends who was on his way home from the party too. He offered us his couch to crash on until morning.

In the morning back at Kevins the Super let us in and lent us a ladder to scale up to the fire escape. Kevin had an open window and successfully got in. I unpacked my bag and there they were. Oh no! I had Kevins shorts in my bag, with the keys.