One night between 1230 and 1:00am, our old bassett hound (now 6 feet under) started barking and howling like crazy. I thought he was chasing an unknown critter in the dark, so I got out of completely pissed off. I walked to the front door to curse him and shut him up. Well, I opened the door and started screaming and thought I saw someone hiding behind a tree in the front yard. I thought it was someone coming to rob or harm me and my family, so I ran in and grabbed my pistol. I came out the front door with my 2 labs screaming "attack!!" Of course the dogs thought I was playing some game so they go leaping off the front porch barking and running around when I see 3 people start running. I shot into the ground to let them know I meant business (right before I ran back into the house like a scared little girl with the dogs) and they hauled $@! out of there. Well, I called the cops and it turned out that they were about to TP the yard. They left 5 12 packs of toilet paper at the end of the driveway.

The good thing is that we didn't have to buy TP for a while. The bad thing is......we've had a couple of home invasions in the area in the past couple of years and the fact that I know that it takes the police at least 30 minutes to get to my house, I tend to shoot first and ask questions later when it comes to the safety of my family. It scared the hell out of me that I could have shot some idiot kid for TPing my yard.

I know this is getting long but......I'm bored....so stop reading if you are. A month later, the yard got it while we were out of town. My wife was pissed. These kids did an awesome job. My wife being .....well, herself, decided to go all CSI. She found the bags used to haul the TP and went to the store, asked if they could look at the video and see if any teenagers had bought any TP earlier that night. Sure enough, they called, gave her a copy of the video and she called parents. Of course a couple of parents were insulted that my wife would call, but others got the message especially after she told them that the last kids that tried could have easily gotten killed.

Moral of the story: TP in the suburbs. The home owners probably aren't as paranoid.

It also didn't help that months prior to all of this, someone put a homemade bomb in my mailbox and blew it all to hell and when I called the cops about it, they didn't show up until the next day.

A friend of a buddy of mine once woke up from his hangover to the doorbell. His window had a view over the door. He saw what was un-mistakenaly reconised as a mormon in their little black and white uniform. So to be sure that they would leave as soon as possible he answered the door the same way he went to bed the night before... NAKED

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You should make a perfect replica of your doorbell out of plasticine and paint it. Or better yet, dog 5h1t.

Next time they push it they'll be goin 'wtf?!?!?!'

CC

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super gluing lockers shut is quite entertaining during free periods....

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One small advantage of living in a gated Condo building ... they can ring the buzzers but at least they can't hammer on your door or stare in the windows. As a bit of foresight, we also put in the homeowner rules that no one can let in anyone not there to see them and they must escort visitors in and out.

Yep, we had JWs in mind ... among other nuisances ... when we created this rule. So far, the rule has worked for a long time. I'm not aware of anyone ever letting a JW in to begin with, but if they did and then just let the person(s) start wandering, the Board would have recourse.

Now on the other hand, my GF in a private home has to (and I can assure you it just hurts her no end NOT) resort to tactics similar to yours. And she's not the only one on her street with a goodly sized dog