So it's my birthday yesterday and my girlfriend comes over. We're kidding around and I asked her if she'd gotten me something good. She said: "Oh, yeah! Big time!"
Well, of course I wanted to know what it was. She went over to my computer, typed in a url and saved it to my favorites.
"I'm going to make you work for it, babe." She smiled wickedly.
There was a picture of a heart on the screen with a password prompt underneath.
Me: "You can't do that, It's my birthday!"
Her: "If you don't think I'm worth it, I can take this down and give you socks. You can use some new socks."
Me:"How am I supposed to guess the password?"
Her: "You know me," she said. "I'm a numbers girl."
Me: "Yeah, but there's like a billion numbers!"
She handed me a piece of paper.
Her: "That's why I'm giving you this clue, dummy. But think before you type. After three attempts you get locked out."
Me: "You can't be serious about this," I said.
Her: "Half serious. Maybe after you've tried twice if you're really nice and you beg really hard..."
Me: "I mean this note."
Her: "It's a clue. Try thinking. You might like it."
On one side of the paper there were a bunch of numbers and the word scrub in caps:
On the other side she wrote:
Don't be such a slob, babe. Use a wipe. Dab your face. Try a cleanser, bad boy!
I may not be Mr Clean but I'm not that bad! Anyway, I tried the numbers and I tried them backwards. No luck. I have to know what's behind the password and I really don't want to beg. Can you help me?
My girlfriend came over today. She didn't mention the birthday thing all week.
Her: "So, it's been a week. How's it going with your present?"
She was looking all smug as if she knew I didn't get it.
Me: "I don't know why I can't figure it out."
Her: "It's because you don't listen to me when I'm talking to you. I gave you hints to help with the stuff on the paper."
Me: "I do listen. I even made notes!"
I showed her my notes for this post but I didn't tell her I put it on the Internet. I didn't think that would go over big.
Her: "Oh my God! You really did! That is soooo sweet! You're the best, babe. You do listen. I was wrong."
Things got kind of personal for a while but I had to ask about the password again.
Me:"So why can't I figure it out? Did I miss something?"
Her: "You've got everything you need in your notes. You can't figure it out because you're dumb, babe. But don't worry. You have a super smart girlfriend. As long as you don't mess that up you'll be fine."
Me: "But what's the password?"
Her: "Well, you have been really nice... But I haven't heard nearly enough begging yet."
Me: "Tell me how many digits, at least!" (Thanks, raystafarian!)
Her: "Eight, of course." She kissed me. "I'm going out to look at socks, just in case. See you!"
NOW can you help me?