I'll try to make it short......
3 am sometime last September, Hubby was sitting on the couch watching TV when hears. TWHAK on our front door. So he pops it open sees the egg, and hears a bunch of kids down the block.
So he goes and throws his camo gear on and gets all sneaky....
He starts following them down the street, slinking behind cars and garages, trying to close some ground on them. When they spot him (he's kinda of a big guy) and he figures he'll have a little fun with the kids... So he starts shuffling his feet real loud, snorting and breathing real heavy and walking kind of crazy. Just really looking like a horror movie freak. LOL
They take off running for their lives, splitting up in every direction, but my guy he doesn't give up. No way he chases 1 kid 2 more blocks and grabs him by his shirt collar.
Drug the poor kid back to the house and threatens him with waking up his crazy evil wife that will eat him for dinner if he didn't clean up the mess. LOL yes he meant me. Well when I got up this kid was finishing washing the entire front of my house, siding, shutters, doors, Windexing all of my windows and picking up some candy wrappers on my front lawn.... All at 430 am, LOL He about started crying when he saw me come out. I told him I wouldn't turn him into the police since he cleaned up my house, but never come around here again!
Hahaha the power of being grown up.
Yes, I'm sure Hubby could have gotten in trouble for grabbing the kid, but it was hell of funny to watch this punk clean my house, to see the fear in his eyes when he saw me, and hear Hubby tell the story.
Makes us chuckle every time lol.