Toxick
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My neighborhood got blanketed last night by the fuzz trying to cheese a lammer.
We're sitting at home last night and around 11-11:30 or so a whole lot of activity started up outside. At first I just thought my neighbor had a bunch of company that was either showing up or leaving, and I ignored it... for about 10 minutes or so.
When it kept up, we peeked outside, and it was the cops surrounding our house.
"Honey, we're completely surrounded by police. Is there something I should know?"
So my wife makes her way outside and asks the officer standing on our easement, shining lights into our yard, what's up. I was stripped down to my britches, so instead of subjecting those who are sworn to serve and protect us with the image of my mostly nekkit body (and because I didn't want to see myself in a future episode of Cops as "that underwear guy" in the background), I hung back (and put some clothes on).
She didn't get much info. Only that a male in his 20's jumped out of his car and ran into the woods... the woods which happen to be between our house and the abandoned car. So they set up a perimeter, which included our property and the surrounding areas. She said they can come on our property and look for him if they wanted to, and he said that we should stay inside and if we hear anything outside that we should signal them.
Always nice when you got three kids tucked into their beddie-byes.
A few minutes later, the ghetto bird was buzzing the area spotlighting our yard and house. I guess a half hour later, we noticed that it was quiet and dark outside again. We looked, and all was peaceful, with nary a cop in sight. I'm not sure if they got the guy or gave up.
So ... does anyone know what happened in Lusby last night around 11-11:30?
I need to get a friggin' scanner.
We're sitting at home last night and around 11-11:30 or so a whole lot of activity started up outside. At first I just thought my neighbor had a bunch of company that was either showing up or leaving, and I ignored it... for about 10 minutes or so.
When it kept up, we peeked outside, and it was the cops surrounding our house.
"Honey, we're completely surrounded by police. Is there something I should know?"
So my wife makes her way outside and asks the officer standing on our easement, shining lights into our yard, what's up. I was stripped down to my britches, so instead of subjecting those who are sworn to serve and protect us with the image of my mostly nekkit body (and because I didn't want to see myself in a future episode of Cops as "that underwear guy" in the background), I hung back (and put some clothes on).
She didn't get much info. Only that a male in his 20's jumped out of his car and ran into the woods... the woods which happen to be between our house and the abandoned car. So they set up a perimeter, which included our property and the surrounding areas. She said they can come on our property and look for him if they wanted to, and he said that we should stay inside and if we hear anything outside that we should signal them.
Always nice when you got three kids tucked into their beddie-byes.
A few minutes later, the ghetto bird was buzzing the area spotlighting our yard and house. I guess a half hour later, we noticed that it was quiet and dark outside again. We looked, and all was peaceful, with nary a cop in sight. I'm not sure if they got the guy or gave up.
So ... does anyone know what happened in Lusby last night around 11-11:30?
I need to get a friggin' scanner.
Am I the only one that has never heard this phrase?
You have to say crap like I'm housecleaning and such. 
