So I got a cool story, breh.
I had a whole bunch of herb in my trunk today, several red dragon's, and I drive to my house and go to unlock the trunk and it wont open. This is in my caprice so the seats dont fold down or anything, so the only way to get into the trunk is from the outside of the car. So I go and get some WD40 and spray it into the lock. Nothing. Go get my spare keys thinking maybe I'd somehow twisted the key in the hour since I put it in there and... Nothing. Fuck. So I drive to my mechanic's who is cool (I pay for all my car work in herb) and he fucks around with it. Nothing. So I have to call a locksmith who has to drill out the trunk lock, he pops it open and his eyeballs get fucking HUGE. He looks at me kinda sideways, but doesnt say anything and only charges me 40$. I tipped him VERY well, and told him I'd pay him to come back and install new locks after I bought em and he seemed super happy. I was sweatin for a minute there though.