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Originally Posted by feralmerril
Years ago I was home on a rare night off watching TV. About midnight the doorbell rang. I was a batchlor seldom home. I opened the door and a black youth about 20 years old looked surprised and asked me where the party was. I thought I was going to have to shovel his eyeballs off the doorstep when I flashed my nickle 2 1/2" python to where he could see it, and told him there was no party here, now git!
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Sounds a little like last years wrong address incident.
The apartment downstairs was host to many after bar parties.....
Well the wife and I were off to dreamland after some of those activities that make marriage fun when we got a persistent knock on the door.
well I wrapped a towel around myself and palmed the 8 3/8 629 and answered the door.
I got "uhhhhh ... I'm so sorry, I got the wrong place" ... I didnt have to do much more than look at him.
no one got the wrong door since either