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Almost did the same once.
Came home to find the front door ajar. We'd actually been burgled once before.
Cautiously went inside and heard noise from behind the lower level door.
Ran and grabbed shotgun, went back, flung the door open and it was the damn cat.
I was also on the receiving end of that once.
Came home pretty trashed, forgot my house keys. Decided to jimmy the laundry room window and crawl in rather than wake my parents.
I'm was very deftly and quietly, at least in my inebriated mind, crawling over the dryer when the light flips on and there's my stepdad with same shotgun a foot from my face.
Glad he was a patient man.
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