Immediately after scaring him in the shower, we ran back inside, set up the camera and Chris hid behind the door to see if we could manage to scare him twice in ten minutes.
Okay, so fast-forward two weeks - Grant's been staying home most nights to work on his place and he finally invited Emma, Fatty and me over for "the unveiling."
See this broken door? Remember the guy that tried to pry my mouth open? He got really drunk and rowdy and while I was in the bathroom peeing, I guess he thought it would be funny to start kicking the door. He got a little over-zealous (or maybe "freaked the fuck out" would be more accurate) and instead kicked the door completely off the hinges. That's right - I'm standing in the the 4'x4' bathroom peeing when suddenly the door explodes in pieces. (Thank god my dick was already out - otherwise I would've pissed my pants). So I zip up and come out screaming "What the fuck is wrong with you?" and he just shrugged and looked embarrassed.
