My fiancee and I live south of a gun-free University campus. Our favorite bar is north of it.
We are walking back home drunk after a night out, and some meth-head points a gun at us and demands all our money. We oblige.
Then he flicks the gun sideways as he tells me to move. Hoping he won't hurt us, I obey again.
Now that I'm away from him, he points the gun at my fiancee and makes her strip. He leaps on her and begins to penetrate her.
I can't take it anymore, so I sneak up behind him and kick the gun from his hand, hoping it doesn't go off and shoot my fiancee. I grab the gun, point it at him and tell him not to move.
He lunges, so I shoot him.
Cops hear and come running. I drop the gun at the first sight of flashing lights, but my prints are on it.
When they question me, I tell the truth.
So they slap cuffs on me and charge me with felony possession of a lethal weapon while under the influence of alcohol and on a college campus.
Should've run to Mexico, huh?
2007-03-08
12:11:55
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