At about 8 p.m. tonight, I decided it would be a good idea to go to McDonald's and get a McFlurry. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's a cup full of ice cream, with M&M's mixed in. It looks like this: I left the restaurant just after they gave me my McFlurry, and since it was such a nice night outside, I decided that I should sit out and eat it. In between the McDonald's and my apartment complex, there is a massive hill covered in garbage and weeds. I found a place without any garbage and sat down in it. It took me about ten minutes to finish my McFlurry as I watched the traffic drive by. By all means, I was having an excellent night. It was warm and slightly breezy, but not the kind of wind that gets to you because it's so cold. It was quite pleasant. After I finished, I began walking towards a dumpster to throw away my empty McFlurry cup. The dumpster is situated next to our building in the parking lot. As I approach it, I see a Chevy Malibu come to a stop in the middle of the lot. It looked just like this: Then, all four doors open. Four men get out of the car in the snap of an eye. One is holding two pistols, another has a shotgun, and I can't make out what kind of guns the other two have because of the darkness. Am I going to die? Am I going to get shot to death next to a dumpster by four gunmen coming out of a Chevy Malibu? Is that what all of this has lead up to? After the longest five seconds of my life, they run into the apartment building, and I hear a very familiar clicking noise. They only had BB guns. Then I remember that the people who live on the first floor love to shoot at each other with BB guns. It was still a frightening experience. :\
you know, I think I would have passed out. That would have been pretty damn terrifying at the time. I don't blame you for getting scared at all.
0_o I would have thought the worst too > < It's a normal human thing to think the worst *gives you hugs* you're braver then I am I would have ran away screaming LOL
I was very scared until I figured out that the guns weren't real. I mean, who the hell shows up to an apartment in rural Idaho with a ton of guns? It seems a little excessive to me.
so glad it turned out this way. when guns of any sort show up run the other way or hide where you cannot be seen. one of the fools could be a real idiot and have the real thing. guns are useful and fun but they are also deadly in the wrong hands. do delivery next time. luv and hugs
oow bless ya Mark. It aint nice having a gun pulled on ya, it has happened to me twice and both times I wet myself nearly.
It certainly was an interesting experience that I won't be forgetting about for a while... I suppose it'll make a pretty funny story to tell too.
Glad you are safe. Its a scary thing to get a real gun pointed at your face. Especially when the guy holding the gun is scary.
These guys were dressed like gangsters. I mean the whole nine yards, with baggy-as-all-hell clothing, fake baseball hats at an angle, everything. For those of you who don't know the difference between a fake New York Yankees hat and a real one, here it is: Real: Fake:
Don't worry ConMan........even mafia's become scared.......if it had been me I would have had an heart attack...!
People keep saying that it's okay to be scared.. I know it is. I was scared. I don't think that it some how compromises my masculinity to admit that....
Actually, as I'm saddened to inform you, it does. As such, it is necessary that I completely confiscate your masculinity.
Admittin' he's scare will make him a hero amongst girls and you confiscating his masculanity will make you the villian amongst the fair(or black) species.......you wouldn't like that would you Adamant?
Why am I scared if I don't bring it to you? You're the one who wants it. Come get it... Or are you scared?
