So day is going as any other day. I get my little boy's shoes on, grab his jacket and we go down to the corner store. Grab a couple cans of red bull and a orange juice for my kid and we head home.
So I'm just chillen watching a episode of 24 on the computer when the phone rings, it is my Mom and she wants to stop by to see the grandkids...

Then.. the day changes.
From the steps into my apartment I hear "hello, who's in there?"
To which i answer "me"
to which i hear the response "come down the steps with your hands where we can see em"

So i round the corner of the stairway and see a couple glocks in my face, and the glocks are in the hands of two of new jersey's finest...

They ask me "what are you doing here"

"umm, talking to my Moms?"

Long story short... they search my house and then tell me the story about how someone had left a note that they had been kidnapped by two men and were at my address. I point them in the direction of my x-tenants, retrieve my kid from the cop car (whole police force was outside my house as it turned out) and went in side to have a god damn ciggarette..
RedLocks Reviewed by RedLocks on . so i think my heart may have stopped So day is going as any other day. I get my little boy's shoes on, grab his jacket and we go down to the corner store. Grab a couple cans of red bull and a orange juice for my kid and we head home. So I'm just chillen watching a episode of 24 on the computer when the phone rings, it is my Mom and she wants to stop by to see the grandkids... Then.. the day changes. From the steps into my apartment I hear "hello, who's in there?" To which i answer "me" to which i hear the response "come Rating: 5