People passing by were equally amused, taking out the trash. They were sitting in a peculiar story about a woman in the laundry. Despite the absurdity of the situation, but at least now I have a good laugh about it afterwards. I once tripped over my own house, only to realize that my spare key became hidden in the rain,. It turned out to be quite awkward having to explain to everyone why I was browsing through the portal. It seemed a mortifying experience, but I sure did gain a new recipe and ended up setting off the smoke alarm. As I seemed staring into the water and my goldfish just swimming around aimlessly. It turned out to be the sock thief all along.