Name: Anonymous 2007-05-18 20:47 ID:Z1qJX2ez
I am in trouble. Here is the whole story in complete and full detail unlike what I wrote on WLM:
My friend (we'll call him Bob) and I were walking in the woods. We had a roofing hatchet that doubled as an axe and we were messing around with some skinny trees and in the woods. We came out to a big rocky place and there were houses still under construction. We were walking in the rubble behind some unfinished houses and came to an unfinished one. There was one right beside it that was finished. We were passing through the backyard/woods and Bob, who was still holding the axe, came across a hose. It was plugged into the unfinished house and when you pushed the trigger, water came out. I was spraying the back side of the wall and inside of the whole where the doorknob would be the dirt in the back of the house and my friend decided to take the axe and hack three holes into the hose. It was leaking. As we walk up trough the woods, passing through the unfinished backyard of a finished and occupied house, a man comes out onto the porch. He looks at us and asks what we are doing, Bob still holding the axe. I said we are just walking through and we kept walking up. The man looks to the other house and sees the hose on. He says, "You want to go turn that hose off?". We told him that it was on before, but he said that it was not leaking and spraying like that before. So my friend goes to turn it off and drops the axe behind. The guys asks, "Did you take that axe to the hose?" My friend turns off the hose and walks down towards home. I ask him where the axe is, since I wanted to keep it, we stole that too from another construction site, and he said that he left it "up there". So I go the opposite direction to get that axe and I cannot spot it. I then turn around to see the guy get out from his house to check out the other house. I then book it down the road and into the forest. Right as I jump into the little hill that leads into stinging nettles and the forest and rocks I see him sprint from behind his house and yell, "You dirty little sh!t!" I jump down into the hill leading to the forest trying to keep my balance through all the rubble and prickles while my friend is making a detour around this all. As I roll, fall on my face, get up, keep running, flip over downhill, twist my ankle, and proceed to the forest the guy sprints down after my friend, and he probably caught him. I, with a hurting ankle and dirted up face and rashed up neck and half of my mustache, make my way through the forest up to the bottom of Bob's and my street. I sit on the porch of a friend and am just about to go to Bob's house to see what is going on when I spot the man who was chasing us walk down Bob's driveway. I was scared and ran behind the nearest house and lied down waiting for him to drive away. I decided to book it straight home and change my clothes. My ankle was hurting like crazy and I went on the computer. About five minutes later, Bob's dad came to my door, with Bob sitting in the truck on my driveway. Bob's dad, call him Bobby, wanted to talk to my dad. I told him that he wasn't there, he asked me if I was sure and said that he was just in the front yard. He said, "If I don't talk to him now I will have to talk to him later." I said, "I'll go check, he was just out here in the front yard." So I check through and around my house and backyard constantly yelling, "DAD?!". I did not find him, so I went back downstairs and told Bobby. I asked, "Is it about what happened in the forest?" He said, "Yeah". I told him that I did not have the axe and that I did not hack away at the hose, that it was my friend, and his son, "Bob". He said to me, "You do realize that this man [who chased us] was just at my house and he witnessed." I said, "I know, but, not to rat [Bob] out or anything, but I wasn't holding the axe at that time and I did not hack away at the hose." He said, "Okay, well honesty is the first policy here. Well, I'll set up a meeting with this man, you, your dad, Bob, and myself so that we can get this settled. Bye." He then left my property and drove away. I closed the door, limped upstairs and sat down.
My friend (we'll call him Bob) and I were walking in the woods. We had a roofing hatchet that doubled as an axe and we were messing around with some skinny trees and in the woods. We came out to a big rocky place and there were houses still under construction. We were walking in the rubble behind some unfinished houses and came to an unfinished one. There was one right beside it that was finished. We were passing through the backyard/woods and Bob, who was still holding the axe, came across a hose. It was plugged into the unfinished house and when you pushed the trigger, water came out. I was spraying the back side of the wall and inside of the whole where the doorknob would be the dirt in the back of the house and my friend decided to take the axe and hack three holes into the hose. It was leaking. As we walk up trough the woods, passing through the unfinished backyard of a finished and occupied house, a man comes out onto the porch. He looks at us and asks what we are doing, Bob still holding the axe. I said we are just walking through and we kept walking up. The man looks to the other house and sees the hose on. He says, "You want to go turn that hose off?". We told him that it was on before, but he said that it was not leaking and spraying like that before. So my friend goes to turn it off and drops the axe behind. The guys asks, "Did you take that axe to the hose?" My friend turns off the hose and walks down towards home. I ask him where the axe is, since I wanted to keep it, we stole that too from another construction site, and he said that he left it "up there". So I go the opposite direction to get that axe and I cannot spot it. I then turn around to see the guy get out from his house to check out the other house. I then book it down the road and into the forest. Right as I jump into the little hill that leads into stinging nettles and the forest and rocks I see him sprint from behind his house and yell, "You dirty little sh!t!" I jump down into the hill leading to the forest trying to keep my balance through all the rubble and prickles while my friend is making a detour around this all. As I roll, fall on my face, get up, keep running, flip over downhill, twist my ankle, and proceed to the forest the guy sprints down after my friend, and he probably caught him. I, with a hurting ankle and dirted up face and rashed up neck and half of my mustache, make my way through the forest up to the bottom of Bob's and my street. I sit on the porch of a friend and am just about to go to Bob's house to see what is going on when I spot the man who was chasing us walk down Bob's driveway. I was scared and ran behind the nearest house and lied down waiting for him to drive away. I decided to book it straight home and change my clothes. My ankle was hurting like crazy and I went on the computer. About five minutes later, Bob's dad came to my door, with Bob sitting in the truck on my driveway. Bob's dad, call him Bobby, wanted to talk to my dad. I told him that he wasn't there, he asked me if I was sure and said that he was just in the front yard. He said, "If I don't talk to him now I will have to talk to him later." I said, "I'll go check, he was just out here in the front yard." So I check through and around my house and backyard constantly yelling, "DAD?!". I did not find him, so I went back downstairs and told Bobby. I asked, "Is it about what happened in the forest?" He said, "Yeah". I told him that I did not have the axe and that I did not hack away at the hose, that it was my friend, and his son, "Bob". He said to me, "You do realize that this man [who chased us] was just at my house and he witnessed." I said, "I know, but, not to rat [Bob] out or anything, but I wasn't holding the axe at that time and I did not hack away at the hose." He said, "Okay, well honesty is the first policy here. Well, I'll set up a meeting with this man, you, your dad, Bob, and myself so that we can get this settled. Bye." He then left my property and drove away. I closed the door, limped upstairs and sat down.