yeah...that was a little scary

hmmm...here i am minding my own business playing a little gta 3 on my pc when my mom comes into my room and turns off the light. who's that knocking on the door at 11:45pm? off to my sisters room to peer outside the window. can't see a thing. old looking beat up truck's running in the background with one headlight on. if we knew this person...wouldn't he/she say who they are this late at light? the knocking continues. still going, it get's slightly louder, and louder, and then silence. next thing i know the truck speeds off.

yeah, you could say my heart was pounding. :(

Someone's fuckin with you eh? Um something like that has happened to me before I hid under my bed, only to find out it was a Family member who forgot something.

Um it probally was just someone needing something or got your place mixed up with yours.

probably, but still. he could've helped by saying something and not making it look like he was ready to pull out a gun though.

Oh sorry that was me....... :confused:
No actually it was probably some drunk dude who just wants to fuck with some body, after he cant fined his wife, he decides to fuck with other people, so he goes on an escapade and probably just choosed your house on random. Good thing you didn’t answer.

Ok, if you have a doorbell, take a tumbtack and a piece of tape, put the point of the tack through the sticky side first and tape that SOB to your doorbell, if they try to fuck with you again, they're in for a not so pleasent suprise.

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Originally posted by NGEFreek
Ok, if you have a doorbell, take a tumbtack and a piece of tape, put the point of the tack through the sticky side first and tape that SOB to your doorbell, if they try to fuck with you again, they're in for a not so pleasent suprise.

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Yeah, a rusty one with poo on it. :evil:

it was jesus. he was testing you.

Jesus pulls that kind of crap all the time, plus that sounds like his truck. One time Jesus showed up at our house at 3 a.m., wanted to see some guy named Leroy. We told him Leroy does not live here. Jesus did not belive us and hung out side our house screaming "Leroy you dirty fuck! Get out here and lets settle this crap about my copy of "Weekend at Bernies"!" He then passed out and god had to pull him home on a ray of light. Stupid Jesus.

lol jesus in a pick up truck... whats next? mary on a street corner? lol

I hate assholes like that.

This isn't really similar, but a strange thing happened to me downtown last summer.

2 in the afternoon, crowded and hot, I'm walking to work when I hear some guy asking for help. I stop to hear him out and it's some Russian fella who just moved to America. He gives me this sob story for about 10 minutes, nice guy, felt sorry for him.

Turns out he wants my address so he can get some help. I say no and walk away, but he follows. I tell him I have no money and his mood changes a bit and he tells me to go to an ATM. "Give me money, motherfucker. I will stab you in neck with needle, you motherfucker. Lying motherfucker."

I walk briskly away, escaping into the crowds.

Oddly, the guys name was Vlad, so he'll always be known as Vlad the Impaler to me.