At 4am. The baby woke up, so I went to get him. I saw somebody parked out front with the car running and he started honking the horn over and over for about 5 minutes. As I was walking downstairs, I see this guy (who I've never seen before) come in the gate, walk up to our door and start kicking it and ringing the bell.
So I set the baby on the couch and was about to go commence an ass-whoopin, when I realized he never took his right hand out of his pocket, and there was something bulky in there (please, no penis jokes ). So I said fuck this, I'm callin 911.
Right after I called, the guy got in his car and left. I still don't know who the fuck he was or what he wanted. But, on the plus side, I now have the perfect reason to buy a gun with my tax return when it gets here.
So I set the baby on the couch and was about to go commence an ass-whoopin, when I realized he never took his right hand out of his pocket, and there was something bulky in there (please, no penis jokes ). So I said fuck this, I'm callin 911.
Right after I called, the guy got in his car and left. I still don't know who the fuck he was or what he wanted. But, on the plus side, I now have the perfect reason to buy a gun with my tax return when it gets here.