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DWB · 01-10-2007, 03:15 PM

So this tool that I knew from way back and have not seen in years drives into the middle of the yard honking his horn at 6am.

I have no idea WTF is going on so I grab my shotgun (sawed off with a tactical grip - yeehaaaw, this is Kentucky) and head to the door to see if some drunk is going to rush my house. I was in full "defend the house" mode.

There I see the door open to the car and a body laying in the grass next to the car. So now I think they are hurt and turn to call 911, when I hear him say my name.

I run over and it's __________ laying there, totally fucked out of his skull with a fucking needed in his arm.

He says the police were behind him, but they never made it to my house. Not sure if in his dazed drug induced state he imagined them or actually lost them, but they never came. He said he knew I would help him so he came to my place.

I was fucking livid that this dip shit would come to MY HOUSE, drive into the yard while shooting up!!!

I put him into the backseat of the car, drove it into the street and parked it, and went back inside to sleep. He was gone when I woke up this afternoon.

The last time I helped anyone like this, I ended up with a "tampering with evidence" & a "receiving stolen property" charge on me. But that is another story...

01-10-2007, 03:15 PM
DWB Registered User Industry Role: Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Encrypted. Access denied. Posts: 31,779	So this tool that I knew from way back and have not seen in years drives into the middle of the yard honking his horn at 6am. I have no idea WTF is going on so I grab my shotgun (sawed off with a tactical grip - yeehaaaw, this is Kentucky) and head to the door to see if some drunk is going to rush my house. I was in full "defend the house" mode. There I see the door open to the car and a body laying in the grass next to the car. So now I think they are hurt and turn to call 911, when I hear him say my name. I run over and it's __________ laying there, totally fucked out of his skull with a fucking needed in his arm. He says the police were behind him, but they never made it to my house. Not sure if in his dazed drug induced state he imagined them or actually lost them, but they never came. He said he knew I would help him so he came to my place. I was fucking livid that this dip shit would come to MY HOUSE, drive into the yard while shooting up!!! I put him into the backseat of the car, drove it into the street and parked it, and went back inside to sleep. He was gone when I woke up this afternoon. The last time I helped anyone like this, I ended up with a "tampering with evidence" & a "receiving stolen property" charge on me. But that is another story...