He ends up in our driveway and set off my truck alarm. I look out the window (2nd floor, right above our driveway) and he's trying the handle of my truck. I yell, "Wtf are you doing? Gtf away from my truck!" He stares up at me blankly. After a few seconds of this, I yell, "I'm calling the cops asshole!" Which I promptly do.
I'm talking to the lady at the sherriff's station and she asks me "What's he doing now?" I go to the window and he's taking a piss in our driveway behind my truck. I say, "I got the cops on the line right now." He finishes and goes around the house to our front door and tries to open it, no luck, pounds on it a couple times. Goes around to the back door and tries the sliding glass door, which is locked as well and then pounds on the glass door a few times. All the while I'm describing this to the dispatch lady. He lays down on the ground and looks like he's going to pass out, but gets up and sits in one of our chairs then passes out. Every now and then I hear a 'wooooo!'
A few minutes later a sherriff pulls up and wakes the idiot up and takes him away. The cop didn't even come back to talk to me or take a report. I don't think he even got arrested, just a ride home.
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