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Its 2am. all i can hear is screaming and yelling.
I look out my window, woken form a deeep a$$ sleep. I dont see the downstairs neighbors vehicle.. Now im Pissed, furious //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/furious.gif.fc81ca146dbff91fede3ed290dbc4f4c.gif
I see 7-10 people. I thrown on a pair of jeans and grab my AR 15. Somones gonna die I say to myself.
My comp vehicle is down their, along with my daily driver. Stereo equipment in the garage, electronics etc.... Am i being robbed I thought?
I release the clip. It's full. Silver tip 223's. Why do I have these? I dunno. Probably for this reason..
I scramble down the steps and round the corner. "Is that a bb gun" I hear.
I **** it, hold it up, and squeeze the grip. A Crimson Tracer laser lights up the top of the gun. The dot is now on the forhead of a 6'5 270 male in my yard. HOLY $HIT, hes got a gun someone screams!!
Bodies start falling to the ground as I unload the clip.//content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/veryhappy.gif.fec4fed33b4a1279cf10bdd45a039dae.gif
Actually thats what I was picturing in my head.. I see a guy try to dial on his phone while sprinting down the street. A girl turns and runs but falls flat on her face from tripping over the branch pile I raked earlier the day before.
3 guys jump in the back of a truck and it rips out like a bat outta hell.
And then their are 2 guys. Frozen in time. Neither can move from the absolute shock and terror they are in. One of them later tells me it was like being in a movie. A movie where he could have died.
God, dude, dont kill us. Who are you and what the hell are you doing I yell. They look at me. 6'5 250lbs. Tattoo's address my body. My 3/4 sleeve, my shoulders inked. It must ad to the intimidation:laugh:
Dude, were from across the street. Those guys in the truck pulled up and started a fight with us. It ended up over here and were so sorry.
Just then, i catch flashing lights. Oooohhhh. Blue and red. Such nice colors.
"Drop the weapon and step away" the officer yells. I already know who it is. A new prick to the force. Just outta training. He's already busted my balls for building loud obnoxious stereos in these **** kid's cars as he put it..
For a split second I think to myself. What if I dont put it down. These 223's would rip through his vest. He couldnt hide.
No way, im still waiting for Atomic to put out a 10k amp!//content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/biggrin.gif.d71a5d36fcbab170f2364c9f2e3946cb.gif
I look out my window, woken form a deeep a$$ sleep. I dont see the downstairs neighbors vehicle.. Now im Pissed, furious //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/furious.gif.fc81ca146dbff91fede3ed290dbc4f4c.gif
I see 7-10 people. I thrown on a pair of jeans and grab my AR 15. Somones gonna die I say to myself.
My comp vehicle is down their, along with my daily driver. Stereo equipment in the garage, electronics etc.... Am i being robbed I thought?
I release the clip. It's full. Silver tip 223's. Why do I have these? I dunno. Probably for this reason..
I scramble down the steps and round the corner. "Is that a bb gun" I hear.
I **** it, hold it up, and squeeze the grip. A Crimson Tracer laser lights up the top of the gun. The dot is now on the forhead of a 6'5 270 male in my yard. HOLY $HIT, hes got a gun someone screams!!
Bodies start falling to the ground as I unload the clip.//content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/veryhappy.gif.fec4fed33b4a1279cf10bdd45a039dae.gif
Actually thats what I was picturing in my head.. I see a guy try to dial on his phone while sprinting down the street. A girl turns and runs but falls flat on her face from tripping over the branch pile I raked earlier the day before.
3 guys jump in the back of a truck and it rips out like a bat outta hell.
And then their are 2 guys. Frozen in time. Neither can move from the absolute shock and terror they are in. One of them later tells me it was like being in a movie. A movie where he could have died.
God, dude, dont kill us. Who are you and what the hell are you doing I yell. They look at me. 6'5 250lbs. Tattoo's address my body. My 3/4 sleeve, my shoulders inked. It must ad to the intimidation:laugh:
Dude, were from across the street. Those guys in the truck pulled up and started a fight with us. It ended up over here and were so sorry.
Just then, i catch flashing lights. Oooohhhh. Blue and red. Such nice colors.
"Drop the weapon and step away" the officer yells. I already know who it is. A new prick to the force. Just outta training. He's already busted my balls for building loud obnoxious stereos in these **** kid's cars as he put it..
For a split second I think to myself. What if I dont put it down. These 223's would rip through his vest. He couldnt hide.
No way, im still waiting for Atomic to put out a 10k amp!//content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/biggrin.gif.d71a5d36fcbab170f2364c9f2e3946cb.gif
