Musta got just the tip. 🤣Still hurts like hell!
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Musta got just the tip. 🤣Still hurts like hell!
Naw, not just you brother. I get it. The lowlife was actually out with a married woman who dropped him off at my house that night. I had a long talk with her too.I would just find it peculiar if my wife had a male friend trying to break in our house in the middle of the night. Probably just me.
Only once in my life. I was in high school and my parents had left my younger brother and I at home alone so they could go to some company party one night. We were in our bedrooms at the back of the house when I heard a really loud thud from the kitchen. I heard it, but nothing followed so I paid it no more attention. Then it happened again....and then again. And the next time I heard it, glass was breaking along with it. I assumed someone had broken in the kitchen window. As I was going to my younger brother's room to collect him, I grabbed Dad's 1911 from his bedside table and put both of us in his bathroom and called 911, dragging the phone cord under the door before locking us in. The whole time I'm hearing broken glass crunch underfoot, things falling off shelves. I was convinced someone was ransacking the kitchen and then, just like someone flipped a switch, while I was on the phone with 911, it stopped.What things/sounds/events make you reach for your night guns?
Once in my life. Wife woke me up. Said she heard something. LikeGeauxLSU , I was pissed. I said, “You wanted ADT, I bought you ADT. You wanted these ****ing dogs. I bought you the ****ing dogs. Do not EVER wake me up again.” Then the alarm went off. Lol. I grabbed my nightstand gun and for some reason went straight to the alarm to disarm. That’s when I saw a guy snatching the hell out of my sliding glass door. There was a broomstick in the bottom rail but it looked like it was about to come out of the tracks altogether. So I drew down on the prick. I finally had enough and told myself, if he snatches it one more time, I’m gonna take him. He snatched it. Hard. I popped the safety off and my wife said, “WAIT! Make sure it’s not Tyler’s drunk ass!” (Some dumbass friend of hers.). Upon further inspection it was. So I unloaded, let him in, pistol whipped him in the back of the neck as hard as I could and dropped him in the kitchen floor. He was still there the next morning when I left for work. We had a long talk that afternoon about how he almost died.
Me, too, probably best kept a secret between Tyler and the wife.I've got so many questions, but I'm scared to ask.
Another fool that needs to go away
Ask away brother! Lol!I've got so many questions, but I'm scared to ask.
If you saw him, you’d understand. He looks like Lord Farquaad off Shrek.Me, too, probably best kept a secret between Tyler and the wife.
Didn't show up on thermal? Did anyone say Vampire yet?
Still hurts like hell!