The Mob Blasted Into My Room

A drunk man knocked on the door of a friend's house and tried to get in. The mob outside yelled at him to leave, but when he refused they called police. He was caught after stumbling through the main entrance with a bottle of vodka. His friends later told us that he had gotten the wrong house. To this day, i keep thinking that the only thing separating us, a defenceless family, from this guy, whose intentions were unknown to us, was a glass door.

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