~ Remembrance Day 2003. 8:30AM.

BING BONG

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BING BONG BINGBONG BINGBONG BIIIIING BONNNNG

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I rolled over and thought, “There’s no way in hell.”

Movement around the house. Some kind of ruckus. Someone must’ve gotten the door. I heard voices outside my bedroom window.

“See you later… you asshole.”

Well that was charming.

I got up to see what all the fuss was about. Turns out psycho-boy had shown up at our house again.

“This cannot happen,” was my assessment of the situation; and then I fell asleep on the couch.

[snip]

“I could get a few guys together and go lay the smack down on this clown,” I said.

[snip]