Locked Out Blues: The Worst Commute Ever

It had been a perfectly normal morning until I reached my car. I fumbled around for my keys, but they were nowhere to be found. Panic crept over me. My shining morning mood poof faster than a runaway hot dog. I had locked myself out! My keys stayed securely inside the car, mocking my predicament. A long sigh left my lips as I understood the gravity

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