View Poll Results: Ever been burgled?
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10-07-2006, 10:34 PM #1OPSenior Member
Ever been burgled?
About a year ago I was unemployed and the one day I was actually looking for a job in the paper and not smoking weed the door bell rings. I leave my bedroom and have a look through the upstairs window and see some white guy about 5'8'' in joggers and a baseball cap. Theres was just something odd lookin about the guy and the fact I was in my dressing gown I decided not to answer the door. I went down stairs got a drink and noticed my back door was unlocked. I locked it and took the key and drink back upto my room, when i got there i chucked the key on the side and continued looking through the local paper looking for a job. I turned the first page and I hear this banging downstairs from sounds like the kitchen. Now im always hearing shit in my house, most of the time it's my cat pissing about with something she's found on the floor. But this time it was very different!
I always have a tool nearby as my old man ain't about so im the man of the house. This time i had my expandable baton to hand, like UK police have.About two and a half foot long of black metal with a comfortable rubber grip. So I flick it out and go and take a look see in my dressing gown. I get into the kitchen and the same guy that rang the door and another guy have a of pair long red bolt cutters and are cutting like mad at my back door. I have one those double glazed PVC doors. When I first saw them, I just froze and took the scene in for a moment. There's two guys breaking into my house, my fuckin house! I raise my baton above my head and shout as loud as I can '' GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY HOUSE ''. The taller of the two who's doing the cutting just looks at me and cuts even harder. I remember the look in his eye, like a savage hungry dog, like a man looking for his next fix. I've seen that look many a time before, I know that look.
Now I'm a big fella, 6' 2'' , shaved head, around 12 stones and fuck me I can shout, i was waiving my baton above my head like a mad man, but the guy didnt even fuckin flinch he just cut harder. Now this pissed me off, not only are you breaking into my home, where my family live, where my family have died, but you're not taking the fucking hint and this made me the even more angrier! I reached into my dressing gown pocket for the key so I can unlock the door and well beat the living shit outta these arsehole scum that are breaking into my home, but alas I'd left it upstairs. I ran upstairs to get the key and had a hundred thoughts racing through my head.
I run upto my room and grab the key and my phone I think about the situation for what seemed like ages, but really it only took a split second. Let me sum it up, Theres two guys breaking into your home, the one who rang the doorbell who you know you can quite comfortably handle, but the other is much taller and has a look that put the chills in you and obviously is cluckin for his next fix or isnt in the slightest intimidated by me. Maybe both. I think I need to call someone incase shit goes down and I end up in a pool of blood and no one knows what the hells happened to me. I think about calling my older bro who's the man you need in a shitty situation, but he lives too far away. I think of my lil bro who is just as good in a crisis, but hes at work, what about my boys? All at work, and then the last people i think of is the police. I dial 999 as fast as i can, get through to the lady and say: 'Police service', get through,'My names Chris Farmer, my address is 420 I aint telling ya (gave real addy to police ofcourse) my house is currently being burgled by two guys im going back down to stop them, come as soon as you can' and put throw the phone down.
I head back downstairs baton in hand, full of adrenaline, awaiting a fight to protect my home, knowing I may go down in the struggle. But all is quiet, not a fucking sound. I get to the bottom of the stairs and run into the kitchen and the back door is now wide open but no one is to be seen. I go back upstairs and get the phone, to my amazement the police are still on the line. I tell them not to worry they've gone when they ask me if ive checked the rest of the house. This big, black cloud of dread consumes me. What if they're still here, could I have been that stupid and not checked the rest of the house? Why had I assumed they'd just gone? Are they still here, somewhere?
I stayed on the phone to the police while going around the house checkin in cupboards and behind doors. It was like something outta a film! Me kickin doors in, on the phone the police, clearing rooms, looking for the scum that had broken in my home.
I checked the whole house but found no one and nothing missing, not as much as a spoon out of place except for the busted back door where they broken in. As I checked the last room the police turned up, little too late, can they get anything right?
They took all the details, send for forensics to take prints, took me to the cop shop, looked at photos to see if I could recognise anyone. None of it anyuse, but 'they're keeping it on record'. For the nest few days I had a nine inch hunting knive in sheath around my right ankle, throwing darts to my right, and now a hickory pic axe handle. Thought I should up the game if they come back. They never have, but it cost my old dear £50.00 excess on house insurance to fix the back door and put extra locks on, £300.00 on a pukka alarm system and the price of not feeling safe in your own home. Know I have tools lieing about everywhere now, be it my hickory stick or a magazine (rolled up makes a quick, deadly tool) just incase. So if you two pussy ass bitches are reading, come back and try again, I fucking dare ya!
Peace
Buddybuddymyfriend Reviewed by buddymyfriend on . Ever been burgled? About a year ago I was unemployed and the one day I was actually looking for a job in the paper and not smoking weed the door bell rings. I leave my bedroom and have a look through the upstairs window and see some white guy about 5'8'' in joggers and a baseball cap. Theres was just something odd lookin about the guy and the fact I was in my dressing gown I decided not to answer the door. I went down stairs got a drink and noticed my back door was unlocked. I locked it and took the key and drink Rating: 5
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10-07-2006, 11:24 PM #2Senior Member
Ever been burgled?
That's a crazy story, I've had people try to get in my place, but they always seem to run away. I have yet to find someone who will come through a door after hearing a 10ga shotgun being charged.
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Always keep a tool close by. here's another one of mine.
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It sucks in the UK that only the criminals have guns.
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10-07-2006, 11:31 PM #3OPSenior Member
Ever been burgled?
Originally Posted by Sig
Peace
Buddy
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10-07-2006, 11:40 PM #4Senior Member
Ever been burgled?
Also keep heat close, a nice glock 24c 40 S&W with 5 10 round clips got the clips before they became illegal :smokin:
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10-07-2006, 11:41 PM #5OPSenior Member
Ever been burgled?
A mans gotta guard his castle right? And ladies too
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10-07-2006, 11:46 PM #6Senior Member
Ever been burgled?
Originally Posted by Sig
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10-07-2006, 11:48 PM #7Senior Member
Ever been burgled?
Oh yeah and I have been burgled but my cat caught the guy getting through the bathroom window and allerted me. He did it in style as well, no barking like a fucking dog.
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10-07-2006, 11:59 PM #8OPSenior Member
Ever been burgled?
Originally Posted by MegaOctane12
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10-08-2006, 12:01 AM #9Senior Member
Ever been burgled?
Where do you guys get guns? lol Black market? Or do you hunt maybe? Interesting.....I heard anyone can get a gun permit but have no idea.
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10-08-2006, 12:04 AM #10Senior Member
Ever been burgled?
Yeah... about 3 years ago somebody tried to get inside our house. I remember it so fucking well too. This dude got the shit scared out of him
Me and my mom and my brother were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast at like 7 in the morning. we hear this weird ass noise at the back door and my brother goes and sees wat it was. Some dude is trying to use a crowbar to break open our back door. he told my mom and she goes and gets my dad and im just sitting there watching this guy from the next room. its like he doesnt care how much noise hes making. Well my dad comes out looking kinda pissed he got woke up and he fucking goes off on the dude. But the guy just pulls out this knife its like a foot long. Now my dad used to run a tree trimming service, and our closet in the back room was full of tools and shit. He goes in there and pulls out his biggest fucking chainsaw the blades gotta be like 4 feet long. the guy outside doesnt even notice till my dad turned it on and started reving the engine and the look on this guys face was fucking priceless. This was funny as hell and kinda shocking really, but i was the only one in my family who got a kick out of it.
ugh.. i am too relaxed (or just lazy maybe?) to type right now even tho i just did..and i forgot i was gonna go smoke