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Crazy
Join Date: Jul 2007
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What did the Police want last time they were at your house?
Just a couple of days ago, my new neighbor saw some cops and dashed out of his car to hide in his house. His baby-mama told the cops that she didn't recognize the car. They knocked on my door and pointed to the car, "who's car is that?"
"My neighbor. He's been there about a month" "Which house, that one?" "Yes" "Thank you" What was he/she thinking? I haven't seen him, but she's still there. Nice. Couple months ago, they were looking for a fugitive. Helicopters were deployed. Couple months before that, there was a guy banging on our back door at 4 in the morning. Busy year. The previous two years there was only one visit. Christmas 2005, when my car was broken into... |
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Darth Papa
![]() Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Yonder
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To tow away the car whose owner had inexplicably chosen--out of a whole long big street full of empty free parking spots--to park directly square in front of our driveway.
Time before that, they were making sure we were okay. The house alarm had gone off at 3 in the morning and when I came downstairs I found the back door hanging open and footprints in the sand at the back door. Before they even arrived, I'd both calmed down and woken up, and realized they were lurkette's footprints, and that the door had probably not been latched and had just blown open. Still, I'd already asked the alarm company to fetch the cops. so I had them poke around the back yard a little just in case. Time before that they wanted to pull down a very small tree that had blown over in our side-yard and was blocking a lane of traffic. I say "tree", it was a very very overgrown weed, with nasty two-inch thorns. The guy said, "Hey! I've got these gloves that are supposed to be impenetrable! Let's try 'em out!" He put his fancy gloves on, pulled that thing the rest of the way out of the ground, and dragged it to the curb for trash collection. Our city cops are GREAT. Every single time I've interacted with them they've been pleasant, generous with their time, and highly professional. |
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this space for rent
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Grants Pass OR
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The last time they were at my house was to take a burglary report...that was a pretty shitty day.
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"If gun laws in fact worked, the sponsors of this type of legislation should have no difficulty drawing upon long lists of examples of crime rates reduced by such legislation. That they cannot do so after a century and a half of trying--that they must sweep under the rug the southern attempts at gun control in the 1870-1910 period, the northeastern attempts in the 1920-1939 period, the attempts at both Federal and State levels in 1965-1976--establishes the repeated, complete and inevitable failure of gun laws to control serious crime." Senator Orrin Hatch, Chairman, Senate Judiciary Committee Subcommittee on the Constitution, 97th Cong., 2d Sess., The Right to Keep and Bear Arms, Committee Print I-IX, 1-23 (1982). |
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Psycho
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: Sydney, Australia
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Last visit was to check that I had safes for my various rifles, pistols and shotguns. (Safes are a must here in the land of Oz.)
One before that they were looking for a rather naughty boy who used to live in my house. (Prior to me moving in.) The time before that, I woke up with a gun pointing at my head. 'Where's X!', they yelled. 'He lives next door.', I replied. 'Oh, sorry.' They charged out, but he was gone by then. They got him eventually, but.
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ominous adj. Menacing; threatening. Of or being an omen, especially an evil one. |
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Junkie
Join Date: Dec 2007
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The wife accidently dialed 911. She was distracted while making a call and automatically dialed 9 for an outside line like at work and must have hit the 1 twice. When they picked up, she was suprised and said it was an accident. They sent a cruiser over anyway to check.
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Kiss my ass
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: Land of fry sauce, green jello, and weak beer
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There was an attempted kidnapping in the alley behind our house a couple of years ago. The cops asked everyone in the apartment complex if they'd seen/heard anything suspicious. We hadn't.
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All important elusive independent swing voter...
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: People's Republic of KKKalifornia
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Quote:
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"The race is not always to the swift, nor battle to the strong, but to the one that endures to the end." "Demand more from yourself, more than anyone else could ever ask!" - My recruiter |
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Insane
Join Date: Feb 2004
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I was zeroing my Airsoft Guns off the balcony of the last apartment. It was relatively secluded, and I was shooting in to the dirt. Eitherway, some person reported us for toting around assault rifles. We quickly explained that they were more or less toys. Thankfully, the cops didn't seek to press charges for 'disturbing the peace' or 'brandishing.'
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feeling evil
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Corvallis, Oregon
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It was the best Halloween party I've ever hosted--hence why we got asked to keep the volume down by the local police. That was several years ago now, and many houses ago.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau |
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But You'll Never Prove It.
Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: somewhere over the rainbow.
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She stopped by to have lunch and give me pictures of her daughter. We've been best friends since we were 12.
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. . . . . . . . . . . . . . I bake cakes and cookies just so I can lick the bowl. Love is when you don't want to sleep because reality is better than a dream. |
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open to interpretation
Super Moderator
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Charleston, SC
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A LONG time ago.
They came over because I was cleaning house and accidentally hit the speed dial which was 911. Well the music was on so loud I didn't hear them knock. My long hair tattooed fiance answered the door when they showed up. They looked at him, then didn't believe that I had called by accident. It took a lot of convincing to get them to leave. |
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Force-Strong
Moderator
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: 805
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Neighbor's fire alarm went off due to someone smoking in a room with a fire alarm. Their alarm was connected to our house as well (old co-op houses are funky like that). We all waited outside until the fire trucks, cops, and an ambulence pulled up. They checked everything to make sure there wasn't any fire, and eventually the cops told us we could go back inside. They gave us a warning about having an insufficient number of fire extinguishers on each floor.
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"violence is no more or less real than non-violence. " roachboy |
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Join Date: May 2005
Location: Southern England
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Much the same as the OP - the police knocked doors looking for the b/f of a near neighbour - told them which house to go to, heard no more about it.
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is a tiger
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
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apparently, when my phone lines go down, it automatically notifies the police. i had to prove that i actually lived in my own house.
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"Your name's Geek? Do you know the origin of the term? A geek is someone who bites the heads off chickens at a circus. I would never let you suck my dick with a name like Geek" --Kevin Smith This part just makes my posts easier to find |
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Submit to me, you know you want to
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: Lilburn, Ga
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ditto, almost 4 months ago and I havent heard from them since
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I want the diabetic plan that comes with rollover carbs. I dont like the unused one expiring at midnite!! |
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V.I.P.
Super Moderator
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Denver City Denver
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Search for the three hookers that had gone missing.
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Stacks on deck. Patron on ice. We can pop bottles all night Baby you can have whatever you like I said you can have whatever you like. |
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Leaning against the -Sun-
Moderator
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: on the other side
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I called them to get my 4th floor neighbour to shut the fuck up with his banging and drilling at 10 am on a Sunday.
Turns out he was setting up an AC unit and "didn't know you can't make that kind of noise on weekends and holidays" here. Yeah right. I tried to ring his doorbell twice and when I did he'd stop but never come to the door. Then when I left he continued. So two hours later he got his come-uppance.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look We are ever unapparent. What we are Cannot be transfused into word or book. Our soul from us is infinitely far. However much we give our thoughts the will To be our soul and gesture it abroad, Our hearts are incommunicable still. In what we show ourselves we are ignored. The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged By any skill of thought or trick of seeming. Unto our very selves we are abridged When we would utter to our thought our being. We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams, And each to each other dreams of others' dreams. Fernando Pessoa, 1918 |
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Upright
Join Date: Apr 2008
Location: reykjavík, iceland
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the last time was to see my dad´s cellar and the time before that was they´d caught the kid that broke into my car.
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mother nature made the aeroplane, and the submarine sandwich, with the steady hands and dead eye of a remarkable sculptor. she shed her mountain turning training wheels, for the convenience of the moving sidewalk, that delivers the magnetic monkey children through the mouth of impossible calendar clock, into the devil's manhole cauldron. physics of a bicycle, isn't it remarkable? |
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War Monger
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Through the briars and the brambles and the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
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Last week three guys were parked in front of my house smoking a fatty. I live on a very quiet, tree-lined street just north of the university campus. Why they picked my little slice of urban paradise as their party place, I'll never know. If it were up to me, their doobie dalliance would not have been interrupted. However, my next door neighbor is a police detective. His wife spotted their illegal activity and he gave a call to his buddies down at the station. He walked out into his yard to watch them until the arrival of his on duty counterparts. The three unwitting dudes made the mistake of not only trying to leave, but of using my neighbor the police detective's driveway to turn their car around. At that point, my neighbor confronted them and held them until the other police arrived.
The upside is that they'll have quite a story to tell their parents. And their grandchildren. I mean, how many guys choose the street in front of a police detective's house to smoke doobiage?
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Addicted to Morphemes Last edited by Aladdin Sane; 09-22-2008 at 07:38 AM. |
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Chasing the Moonlight
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Central Republic of Where-in-the-Hell
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They pulled me over for speeding... but didn't turn their lights on (or maybe I just didn't notice them) until I was already in my driveway. They asked for my license, then asked if I lived there (nah, I just like having this address on my license...)
Other than that, we're pretty law-abiding ![]()
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"She realized that the only war worth fighting was the one that raged within; the rest were all diversions." |
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Addict
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Somewhere... Across the sea...
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To meet me. In just about every neighborhood here in Japan there is a "Police Box", kind of a mini police station. Every now and then they make the rounds in the neighborhood to get to know the residents. They know my job, my car, my scooter, my bicycle, my cats. They know I have all my documents in order, I pay my taxes, and I have a proper Japanese driver's license and insurance. They know if I do something "wrong" it's probably because I don't know the "Japanese way", as I make every effort to be legitimate I get the benefit of the doubt. I don't feel that it's intrusive, because they have this info about everyone here. They know your general schedule as in when you're usually around and when you're not. When "strangers" come to my neighborhood, the police know they don't belong, and keep an eye on them. Being the only blond-haired, blue-eyed person in my neighborhood, they usually wave and say something in English.
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The difference between theory and reality is that in theory there is no difference. "God made man, but he used the monkey to do it." DEVO |
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