C-Dog has a copy of the key.
Lemont leads such an interesting life!
I’ve picked a lock with two 16d nails (hammered flat and bent/filed to shape). Credit cards usually don’t work because you cannot get at the point where the latch (or deadbolt) enters the jamb. And in any case, your pocket knife is likely a better tool. Of course if you have the chance to mess with it before you need to get in, then all kinds of options open up.
I understand that it has to be the right kind of lock. Deadbolts don’t work too well.
So many people think you just need a pick. They haven’t heard of tensioning.
Get a deadbolt.
When I was in my late teens, our back door had a one-piece latch/lock. When I stayed out too late, I would slide a card in against the latch and there was enough play to be able to pull the door so that the latch came up over the card, then just push the card over the hole, et voilà.
My son learned how to pick locks (well certain types) for a hobby.
If I bring you breakfast in bed a simple “Thank you,” will do.
None of this “Who are you?” Or “How did you get in my house?”
You need a probe to run against the pins, and something to provide leverage to turn the mechanism.
Houdini kept a twisted wire taped to the bottom of his foot and would use that. They always searched his anus, but never thought to look on the bottom of his feet.
If you want to learn how to pick a lock, just play hidden object/adventure games. Comes up all the time!
You can buy lock picking instructional kits, complete with a lock to practice on.
I was living at 181 East Glenn Street in Auburn, Alabama, in 1976. Everyone had a single room and a common toilet. One fellow was careful to lock the door to his room every time.
One day he stopped and said, “Uh, oh. I left my keys in my room.”
Five of us whipped out our student IDs. The closest one to him slipped it in and opened the door.
The one who had been helped watched as the rest of us put ours away. He looked at the door and said, “That doesn’t do much good, does it?”
We shrugged and headed off to our classes.
He installed a deadbolt. At least with it, he couldn’t lock himself out without his keys.
(And it made him feel safe. Even a false sense of security is better than nothing, I guess.)
Hairpins are usually too soft to pick a lock with.
Clyde is not going to admit that he stole Lemont’s Key and made himself a copy.
Darrin Bell needs to set up a GoFundMe page for a new computer.
Darrin Bell and Theron Heir