Roger's House

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This one is kinda long. Little backstory.

My buddy Roger had a basement. At the foot of the basement stairs was a door, this door closed off the basement/pool and darts room from the rest of the house.

The only problem is after so many years the door swelled up and would no longer close. Trying to close the door was a task, it had swelled so much that the flooring had been gouged out, from the door scraping so hard.

Now for the story.

Roger, myself and 2 other friends are playing around with the board in the dark. After about 15 minutes of goofing off rogers mother calls him up for dinner.

He doesn’t go. More shenanigans ensue for maybe 5-10 more minutes. Rogers mother gets heated. We can now hear her stomping across the house above us. She gets to the stairwell and screams “roger get your ass up here for dinner right now!”

Roger responds “ok ok give me 2 more minutes”

Mother responds “don’t just stand there at the foot of the stairs get up here”

Now here’s the problem. We are roughly 15-20 feet from the door. There’s no way she sees Roger.

Roger exclaims “we are sitting at the bar” and the moment the word “bar” leaves rogers mouth the door that nobody could close, slams shut with a purpose.

The 4 of us immediately went from joking around to screaming and panic, as we couldn’t open the door.

Rogers dad jumped in through the basement window well and had to kick the door through to open it.

I never went back to rogers house.

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