"call up the police!!!"
a man shouted..
"ssshhhhhhh... keep you heads down..."
"turn off the lights.."
"lock the doors!!"
"anybody called the cops already?"
"be still... they might see you!"
"don't open the windows.."
"take off your clothes!"
i made up the last one... ha ha!
too serious, eh?
anyway, a mobile patrol car came with two cops on-board... we felt a li'l secured, alright.
but...
the darn stone still kept raining at the next house!! those sons of bitches ain't got no respect for policemen... they're ON to something.. and your guess is good as mine..
they were still shouting.. those fools want elmer out so maybe they could lynch him..
we still waited inside.. with only two policemen around, it's too risky to go out.. we're up against a rowdy mob here whose got nothing to lose..
good thing another mobile patrol arrived.. they really could use a back-up.. quite a number of policemen now.. some are carrying M16's.. good thinking hommies!
minutes later, things settled down.. those chicken-shit outside turn the table on elmer accusing him of being the one who possesses a gun when they were the ones who fired at us... a policeman came at the backdoor where we were holdin' up... but, instead of those bastards being pick-up and questioned, elmer took the brunt and was taken to the police station.. while he was escorted outside the house to the mobile car, the pricks kept yelling a him, and your guess is good as mine, they want his blood.
so off they went to the police station.. a few policemen were left and we took advantage of having them escort us to our vehicle.. good thing i parked the van a few meters away or it would have been smashed and wrecked too like elmer's motorcycle.. he happened to park it right outside the host's house.. and, he was there smoking, whiling away time and gave the dickheads outside a good idea he owns the bike..
finally, a lot people have gathered outside the place.. damn kibitzers! it was soooo hard to get out, but i thought, man, i gotta get out of here fast!
so, i muscled my way out and heaved a sigh of relief after arriving at the main road.. another ordeal down the drain.. thanks good Lord we made it in one piece!
why it's so scary?
fine...
ok, why it scared the shit out of me?
- it ain't our neighborhood
- we don't know those pricks
- they've got nothing to lose
- they are ON drugs, drunk and pissed for not getting invited, much less, given food
- we don't know whose with us or against us
- we were caught with our pants down.. surprise!
add all that up and we're pretty screwed... more reason not to loosely party around...
called 'em up later (wifey's relatives) for update, and boy, those assholes did quite a damage to their house.. except for elmer's battered head and bruised ego, everyone was safe.
after cleaning up the mess, they found three bullet slugs from what appeared to be a .357 gun.
end.
