frostbiker
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Reading and postin in Sniper X's thread about self defense stories got me thinking about "unique" self-defense/crime-deterrent situations that we have been involved in.
I remember one interesting situation that happened to a friend of mine. My parents actually witnessed this. We were Juniors at the time. I went to school in Milwaukee, he was at Notre Dame. My dad gave a speech at ND Law School for some years and always got tickets to the game that fell on that weekend. I had an exam and major paper due the following week and had been to enough ND games to last a while, so I passed on meeting them. Since our families were close, they joined my friend and his family for a weekend gathering at his house (beat up college renter with six other roommates in a dilapidated section of South Bend).
Well, game day arrives and "Bob" hosts a tailgater at the house. They invite friends, family, Johnny Walker and his buddies Miller and Budweiser. Things are going great, food is consumed, drinks are imbibed. Some of the guests notice a strange man, obviously not a student or acquaintance, but a local neighborhood resident, hanging around the front porch. This local was named "Boo" and known to Bob and his buddies. They made the mistake when they moved in of feeding him and providing fermented alcoholic drink to the man. Like most strays, he knew where there was a free meal.
He drinks, eats and socializes for a while until one of Bob's friends comes running out the back to where he is to say Boo is walking down the street with his high dollar component stereo system (speakers, wires and all). Well, no harm no foul. Boo was convinced he was allowed to 'borrow' the stereo. They get everything back and bring Boo back to the party. He helps them plug everything back in when Bob gets the idea to warn Boo he is not allowed back to their place...ever. Bob proceeds to show Boo his new home security system.
Bob's home security system has been with him since high school. I can attest to this. By now, Spike, the Boa Constrictor, is up to six feet long and very ornery when removed from his special pen. Bob didn't even have time to drop Spike in Boo's lap when he darted over the coffee table, through the crowd and hurdled the rail on the front porch to get out of the house.
Until Bob moved, Boo would not even walk in front of the house they lived in. He would cross the street three houses down and wouldn't cross back until three houses later. Bob swore they could leave their house unlocked if they wanted after that.
I remember one interesting situation that happened to a friend of mine. My parents actually witnessed this. We were Juniors at the time. I went to school in Milwaukee, he was at Notre Dame. My dad gave a speech at ND Law School for some years and always got tickets to the game that fell on that weekend. I had an exam and major paper due the following week and had been to enough ND games to last a while, so I passed on meeting them. Since our families were close, they joined my friend and his family for a weekend gathering at his house (beat up college renter with six other roommates in a dilapidated section of South Bend).
Well, game day arrives and "Bob" hosts a tailgater at the house. They invite friends, family, Johnny Walker and his buddies Miller and Budweiser. Things are going great, food is consumed, drinks are imbibed. Some of the guests notice a strange man, obviously not a student or acquaintance, but a local neighborhood resident, hanging around the front porch. This local was named "Boo" and known to Bob and his buddies. They made the mistake when they moved in of feeding him and providing fermented alcoholic drink to the man. Like most strays, he knew where there was a free meal.
He drinks, eats and socializes for a while until one of Bob's friends comes running out the back to where he is to say Boo is walking down the street with his high dollar component stereo system (speakers, wires and all). Well, no harm no foul. Boo was convinced he was allowed to 'borrow' the stereo. They get everything back and bring Boo back to the party. He helps them plug everything back in when Bob gets the idea to warn Boo he is not allowed back to their place...ever. Bob proceeds to show Boo his new home security system.
Bob's home security system has been with him since high school. I can attest to this. By now, Spike, the Boa Constrictor, is up to six feet long and very ornery when removed from his special pen. Bob didn't even have time to drop Spike in Boo's lap when he darted over the coffee table, through the crowd and hurdled the rail on the front porch to get out of the house.
Until Bob moved, Boo would not even walk in front of the house they lived in. He would cross the street three houses down and wouldn't cross back until three houses later. Bob swore they could leave their house unlocked if they wanted after that.
