Tough crowd.

 

You should've tried to figure out what she was doing.
A few years ago my doorbell rings in middle of night. I answer it in my shorts with a Colt .45acp in hand. Its 20 degrees outside and at the door are two little kids with no coats or shoes and they ask me for a ride home. huh?? I look around and can see an adult standing at the end of the driveway. wtf! After questioning, the kids say its their mother but she won't come to the door. Once my eyes adjusted I could see she also didn't have a coat and appeared to be all bloody on her face. I let the kids in on the porch, gave them some blankets, locked the door and called 911 (still holding tightly to the gun!).
Turns out the mother and her boy friend were both stone drunk, got in a fight and he beat the crap out her then kicked her out of the car along with the kids. I really felt sorry for those kids, but there was no way I was going to try and take them home and possibly face some drunk p!$$ed off boyfriend! The local Sheriff pretty much agreed with me!

 

Maybe.....especially if it turns out to be a suffercatting ghost sitting in the back of his truck.

 

lol. you guys are ****s.

Anyway, turns out she also also went down to my neighbors house. He now has her on video since both of his survellience cameras nabbed her. He said he called the cops and they were screening our subdivision for hours, and found nobody...


wtf

 

Was she kinda hot? YOu should have invited her in.

 

Call me an oppurtunist, but at that time of night, waking me up, obviously no lights on in the house, if all she wanted was diretions, then I would have asked for a favor first.
Ohh yes you'd better bet that I too would have had one of my pistols in my hand hid behind the door when answering.

 

Pistol this, pistol that. Sorry I do not have a pistol. the SKS was up and very un ready. She was not hot at all. It was all very very blurry and I don't remember what she said exactly.

I wish I would have been more awake so I can clearly recall everything. But it was just FAWKED that no one was out there at that particula moment when that particular lightning bolt hit.

 

It was dark and late, who cares if shes hot or not, somethign beats nothing and sure beats mom (I'd hope anyway ). Besides there is no rule that says you have to go braggin about it afterwards.

 

Proof, we need pictures.....

I like this version better Originally Posted by Camarothatcould
so............


Its 3:26 AM. The doorbell just rang and woke me and my mother up. I go to see who it is and it is a girl. I pop open the door to see what she wants.

Paint the image. Black curly hair, lip ring, BIG hootie cans, and jeans...

All the time I'm looking her straight in the CHEST.

Before I udder "can I help...?" She says something, like "can i come in"

So I'm like ok, My bedroom is that way, I point easily. She says "thanks!" and walks into my bedroom. I shut the door, bolt it and head in my room.

Just as I peak out of the covers a bolt of lightning strikes off in the east and illuminates the entire bedroom.

I looked around( I can see about half of her body in my bedroom) and no **** body was ****!

NO GIRL, NOTHING!

So either I was wiggin out, having seisiurs below my blankies in front of my mother, or...





I sware to god, If I wake up and this girl is a guy,on the news or some **** cause she is a transvestite on Blank street and Cline ave, I'm will be totally **** in the head for awhile.

Its starting to storm now...

And Then the alarm clock rang.....

 

Yes, thank you for reiterating that cause nobody found it all that funny the first time.

 

I like that version better.

 

Hehehehee

 

no one knows

 

Lets Hijack this thread and change the names to protect the innocent
Now Insert or change any words you feel necessary to make this a better story

 

so............

Its 3:26 AM. The doorbell just rang and woke me up. I go to the door and bust three 45 cal caps splintering the Oak with a well dispersed chest high grouping, then I sing lightly, "...Who is it?"

The Colt's loud retort brings my mother into the room.
"Is someone at the door?" she asks, "I couldn't sleep so I ordered a pizza."

I swing the door open to find one of Dominos finest sprawled on my sidewalk.

My mother scolds me as she helps me dig a hole in the backyard,
"Damn it! This is the third time this month!"