The same thing we do every election cycle.
He could just leave us permanently in suspense…
Basement during the day. Love dungeon at night with the proper password. (It’s “pumpernickel”.)
You won’t believe what happens next!
At which point a new thread starts where is this safety deposit box and what does it contain?
We happy?
“Number 4 blew my mind.”
Are you allowed to giggle while giving the password? (asking for a friend)
I’m optimistic. It would take an unusual mixture of sadism and lack of imagination to leave a locked safe with nothing in it. So if anyone’s got a big-ass safe they no longer need, either stick the combination on maybe a sturdy piece of tape on the door, remove the door entirely, or leave it full of interesting things (not necessarily valuables).
When I built the bookshelves in the house I just sold, I left a few things stashed in the unused spaces above and below the shelves. Who knows when or if anyone will ever come across them, but one certainly couldn’t leave such spaces entirely empty.
Many years back, a f-o-a-f was involved with a project cataloging and preserving items that had been hidden inside walls and the like. That sort of thing has been going on since pretty much we had both things and buildings to stash them in.
I think that is actually the safe word . Rob uses a pass phrase, which, last I heard, is “Yes, Rob, you can borrow my oxygen Lance.”
I remain certain it contains dubloons, or the deed to a sinister mansion, or that it contains a puzzle box that opens the gates of hell, or that there might be some dust, or a portal to a mysterious yet oddly Christian fantasy kingdom.
Then you must hie thyself hence to the Locksmith with all haste!
I mean, what’s the holdup? I got a $20 contribution just sittin’ right here, if that’s the only thing standing between us and Illumination.
You did say “certain.”
we have such sights to show you!
Kickstarter opportunity?
Never mind turkeys, you’re keeping credulous rubes with disposable income in suspense.
Do the right thing!
Hey Rob, have you considered something along the lines of selling us reprobates raffle tickets to fund the locksmith? 50% of the riches (or horrors) contained within to the winner. I could really use half of nothing right about now. Or 2.5 questionable wishes off a monkey’s paw.