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Monday, December 28, 2009

Wauconda Home Invasion is a case of mistaken address

CLICK HERE for a news update. It turns out the two home invaders were supposed to pick up a family member and somehow got the address wrong. When told that their relative was not there, they did not believe the homeowners so they forced their way inside in an apparent attempt to search the residence. After a scuffle, the homeowner shot both of the dumbasses. The homeowner has a FOID card so he is safe from prosecution on that technical aspect of Illinois nonsense law.
A somewhat similar incident happened to me a few years ago. I was on the front porch enjoying a cigar one night when a neighbor (one I had never seen before) came roaring into my driveway, jumped out of his car, identified himself as “Tex,” and loudly demanded that I send his daughter outside immediately. He became more aggressive and agitated when I informed him that I had no idea who his daughter was and that she was most certainly not inside my house. He took two steps forward but stopped as I made a motion meant to warn him off. I then calmly suggested that he consider the possibility that he might have the wrong house. Loudmouth Tex then noticed that he had pulled into the wrong driveway (I am on a cul de sac, both my next-door neighbor and I have near-identical green GM vans parked in our driveways).


Arthur B. Burnett said...

Greetings from Texas,
What is that saying Zack? Some people are alive only because of the paperwork involved in shooting them.
I had a conflects at the front door with one of Step Daughter's boy friends while she was still home. Beefcake pounded like the gestapo and thought he was going to push his way in. She could see the Webley Mk. VI I answered the door with. I remember her all but dragging the "Tough Guy" out by the ear and could hear her through the closed door asking him "Are you trying to get killed?" Never saw that one again.

James A. Zachary Jr. said...

Some people have no sense at all.