Saturday, July 03, 2010

Almost A Home Invasion

What kind of depraved motherfucker walks into a stranger’s two-car garage, on a tree-lined suburban street, in broad fucking daylight, rummages through the refrigerator — and there are people in the house this whole time, mind you — and helps himself to a whole case of beer?

If you know, tell me. Because I’d like to meet him. I’ve got a baseball bat I’d like to show him. Up close.

1 comment:

Grant said...

My money's on drunken college student visiting friends over the long weekend.
"Wait. Tha wasn YOUR house??"