- Oct 14, 1999
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Outside light pops on - perhaps its the wind. Rustling at the front door. Hmmm, whats this? I hear the door pop open, not quietly but with a thud. That's no wind. The door shuts. Nobody locks there doors around here because its that type of town. Its not like this is Detroit or L.A. city.
I slide out of bed and gently tip-toe through the house. My eyes are perfectly fine in the soft light of the VCR and wall clocks. I can smell alcohol. Its readily apparent that there is an individual standing at the doorway. He doesn't know I am inches away from him. I can see his hands are empty and he's feeling the wall for a light switch. I surprise him with "you can leave dead or alive". Obviously he knew his position and swiftly surrendered. Good thing, too, I don't miss at that range. :|
Teenage kid apparently drunk too much and too far away from home to walk. For some odd reason he figures he can use the phone without distrubing us. He probably sobered up when first saw the laser and then realized the recieving end of a .40S&W was greeted him. Guess he'll find out what the county lockup feels like tonight! Hey, mom, he'll need a fresh pair of pants and underwear!
I hate being a dick, but honestly I don't remember ever drinking that much. C'mon, he walks into someone else's house at 4:17am and expects to be welcome?
I slide out of bed and gently tip-toe through the house. My eyes are perfectly fine in the soft light of the VCR and wall clocks. I can smell alcohol. Its readily apparent that there is an individual standing at the doorway. He doesn't know I am inches away from him. I can see his hands are empty and he's feeling the wall for a light switch. I surprise him with "you can leave dead or alive". Obviously he knew his position and swiftly surrendered. Good thing, too, I don't miss at that range. :|
Teenage kid apparently drunk too much and too far away from home to walk. For some odd reason he figures he can use the phone without distrubing us. He probably sobered up when first saw the laser and then realized the recieving end of a .40S&W was greeted him. Guess he'll find out what the county lockup feels like tonight! Hey, mom, he'll need a fresh pair of pants and underwear!
I hate being a dick, but honestly I don't remember ever drinking that much. C'mon, he walks into someone else's house at 4:17am and expects to be welcome?