This is a long story so but its worth reading it. :ufucktard: :stretcher: But here is the smilie cliffnotes version if your lazy. Im sitting on the computer browsing Hondaswap when some guy walks in my apartment, at first I thought it was my friend Johnny G, but he lives in Alabama and never told me he was coming up and I wouldnt expect him to walk in my house at 3 in the morning. I ask this guy who the hell he is, he asks me who the hell I am. I say I dont know because I dont know who the hell you are but you need to get the fuck out of my house. He tells me to shut up that it wasnt my house, I tell him yeah it is so GTFO. I get up and turn on the lights and this guy sits down on my couch like its his house. I tell him to get up and get the fuck out now. He tells me to chill out, I say yeah you can chill right on out of my house and walk over to him. He stands up and grabs my wrists and looks me straight in the eyes and asks me how I dont know who he is. He starts shaking me and I got an immediate adrenaline rush because I start thinking no way in hell this guy is going to try to beat my ass in my own house. He starts moving on me like he was going to do something, so I drew the line and gave him a swift knee below the belt, so he lets go ands starts to drop, I stand him back up with an upper cut then grab his neck and push him back onto the couch and give him 3 quick jabs to the face and ask him again, get the fuck out. I pick him up and start to walk him to the door. He starts trying to come at me again so I let him have another taste of my knuckles, throw him up against the wall and pull his one arm up behind the back and jam my other elbow into the back of his head. I yell for Kristin to come open the door and she comes running out of our room naked as a jay bird (refer to GF picture thread) He struggles out, I grab him and throw him on the floor and him 4 straight to the face, Kristin opens the door and I throw him out, meanwhile the SOB is bleeding all over our shit. He slams into the neighbors door and I close and lock mine. Call the cops, they come out I tell them the same story and the cop just looked at me like he didnt believe me until I show him all the blood. They catch the guy trying to hide out in the carport. Cop comes back in and tells me yeah you busted up his face pretty good we're gonna have to take him to the hospital, would you like to press any charges? I say no, he'll be feeling bad enough tomorrow, and then the cop says, yeah we always like to see a little street justice. Make sure to keep your door locked. I say yeah have a good night. So that was my Tuesday night excitement.