Saturday, December 15, 2007

I seem to be all out of tissues...

Just read this on KSL.com, "Man shoots and kills home-invasion robber"

Long story short, two guys try to rob the house of a family of three. The husband takes a gun from one of the thugs, and shoots/kills him.

I thought I might shed a tear for the dead criminal, but can't seem to find any tissues right now, so I think I'll crack open a soda and celebrate instead.

I guarantee that next time, this family won't open their door to an unexpected stranger...

Like the saying goes, "Be polite, be courteous, but have a plan to kill everyone you meet..."

If you love your family and want to stay alive, don't be naively over trusting like this family. The world is full of good people, but that "damned 10%" out there ruin it for the rest of us.

6 comments:

georganne said...

It's awfully sobering. Just yesterday I opened my door to a man I didn't know. I opened it only a little and then he showed me his badge. As it turns out he was a special investigator. But still...
It's a good thing I installed the peep hole before Stan left. Now I just need to use it judiciously.

georganne said...

Maybe you shouldn't tell Stan that I opened my door to a stranger.

Scar Belly said...

Next time, yell "Who IS it!" in a sing song voice through the door, while you cock Stan's AR as loudly as possible.

georganne said...

You make me laugh so hard.

Seriously though. I have decided to install one of those chain locks on my front door.

Scar Belly said...

Great idea!

Now Stan's going to kill me for making your paranoid while he's gone...

Sorry Stan!!!

georganne said...

Are you kidding me? Stan would love it if I were a little more paranoid.