Did you steal this from my grandma’s Facebook page?

I’m too clever for my own good

On a weekly basis I managed to find novel and counterintuitive places to put vital life objects, and then completely forget that I did so

Oh damn! Now that you say it I remember again what’s burning in my rectum for two weeks. Thanks! I thought I had lost my skateboard for good …

I’ve stopped “putting things where I’ll remember” and have had much better luck with leaving shit lying around.

3 years ago I hid some LSD tabs somewhere in my parents house and I don’t fuckin remember where they are. Hopefully it stays like that.

All. The. Time.

I think I was a squirrel in a past life. Only instead of acorns it’s my keys and wallet.

I “lost” a camera while on holiday. After searching my bags and the car, I emailed the ferry companies I used, had contacted the police stations of three towns, and phoned several hotels and restaurants. I resigned myself to having lost the camera and its photos. Sob.

One day weeks later I opened the central storage cubby of my car to get a USB cable, and there was the camera. Safe and sound. A sign had said “Don’t leave valuables in view”, so I didn’t.

It’s called “being clever” in my household, and is strictly banned. Of course, you forget the ban and do it anyways.

More than once.