Okay... Okay...
So my stupid, idiot step daughter decides to get uber drunk on a Tue. morning, and text 911 that she is thinking about killing herself... But she drank a bottle of Jack Daniels ( I have no idea where this came from BTW...) and is so drunk, cannot hear CCPD pounding on the door... Of course, I have no idea, what going on... I wake up to, what sounds like someone, trying to break in the front door... I grab the 1st weapon I could fine, that being my PA-10 .308 AR, run down stairs, in my underwear, pointing my AR rifle, at the window at my front door, the CCPD draws their pistols, at me, I see what's going on, and lower my weapon, and place on the staircase, pointed away from them... And let them in, they ( CCPD ) explain that they had a call about someone wanting to commit suicide... At that time my stupid ass step daughter finally walks out of her room, and then they start to talk to her... ( BTW, not the 1st time this has happened...) I talk to CCPD, and my wife finally comes downstairs, after all the commotion... Needless to say, I'm madder than hell, at this point, but I don't say shit... Until the next day... That's when the fun really started....