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Monday, March 7, 2005

The burgler

March 7, 2005

So last night at about 3 in the morning I shoot out of bed because I hear someone outside my bedroom door. It sounds like someone is trying to pick the lock on the front door. I’m about ready to piss my pants. In my slumber-stupor, I fly out of bed and grab the shotgun [...]

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