07-28-2002, 05:36 PM
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Join Date: May 2002
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Well...I have a similar story, not about myself but another guy.
I was in a bar one night, and one of the regular patrons, that I didn't actually know other than him being a regular patron, asked me if I would give him a ride home as he was smashed out of his gourd.
I agreed and he gave me directions to his house. I stopped in front of the house (no lights were on as it was late) and let him out and he went staggering up to the door and entered the house.
The street was on a cul de sac so I drove up to the end and flipped a U. As I was coming back down the street I heard two gunshots, and saw him come running from the house he had just entered. He was running wildly down the street and I drove up beside him and asked what the hell was the shooting about.
He said it was the wrong house, got into the car and eventually we found his actual house.
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