[demonrail666]

Originally Posted by Пятхъдесят Шест

Something a tad bit similar happened yesterday.

While sitting in my living room watching an Argentine League game, I notice a suspicious looking guy walking around in the yard, and a an equally suspicious car in the street with the driver side door open. I lose track of him in my yard and remember I have a ladder erected on the side of the house, as a friend is working on some roof issues I've been having. My friend had left for the hardware store and left the ladder up, after all this is the middle of Saturday morning.

Quickly I ran upstairs to see this bozo at the top of the ladder looking about in a confused way. I shout out the window, "excuse me?". Obviously I startled him and he descended back down the ladder. I run back downstairs, out the front door to confront him. He told me he was there to pick up the ladder. I said it was my ladder, and he didn't give up. "Paul...uh, Johnson told me to come by and pick it up for him". I told him again it was mine and to get lost. He squinted at my address and said "oh, I have the wrong address." He hurried back to the car with his crack whore girlfriend and sped off.

I'm so tired of crazies.

You think it could be the same guy? These crazies have passports y'know.