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It was a lazy unassuming Saturday morning. I woke up and put on some old dirty clothes. I had thought I would get the Sea Doo ready for the water. (Connect the battery, check the plugs, wash it, etc.) I walked to the front door, and there they were, standing by the driveway. I didn't want trouble, so I had been trying to ignore them, but there comes a time when you just can't ignore things any longer. And there they were, standing on my property, just waiting for me to come out the door. They were unarmed, but there were several of them, and 4 of them were pretty big. I walked away from the door, like I hadn't seen them. I put on some shoes, grabbed a weapon, and went out the back door.

I snuck around the side of the house. Oddly, I was pretty calm. I guess all those years of playing video games and watching violent movies kind of numbed me to the thought of what was about to happen. I paused, and wondered if there was another way. But I knew there wasn't. I had tried talking to them, but they didn't listen. They did what they wanted. Calling the police would do nothing, they were powerless in this situation. It had to be me.

I was still calm, although my heart was beating faster than normal, and I could feel the adrenaline that comes with the fight or flight instinct. Well, flight wasn't an option, so I guess it was fight. I stepped around the front of the house. A loud noise... the largest one fell to the ground. I don't know if I can adequately put words to the feeling of watching him fall. So big and strong, but with one motion by me, reduced to a worthless pile on my lawn with a THUD. It was both thrilling and saddening at the same time. I didn't WANT to do it, but there was no other way. I thought for a moment the rest of them would run, but they stood their ground. I didn't expect any less of them. I can't describe much of what happened after that. I do remember getting hit in the face, and I almost fell once, but it was pretty much a slaughter.

I don't really know what will happen next. Was that all of them, or will I have to go through this again? Will they be better prepared next time? I hope not. I hope they learned their lesson. The 4 big ones and 6 others are still laying where they fell. I still have to deal with that. And I'm supposed to be at work in about 15 minutes. What a day.

I guess I can ask my roommate to drag all the limbs to the edge of the road, and the city will pick them up tomorrow. I'll clean up my chainsaw and put it away and then head to work. But the trees will now refer to me as TechnoLust, bringer of Destruction. What did you think I was talking about? ;-)

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  • I love the journalers around here, they make such great reads. Very well done!

    And I bet that some people, while reading the end, were probably wondering why you didn't dispose of them with a flame-based weapon so you could call yourself a TechnoLust the Burninator ^_^
    • I thought about it... however, in the city limits you need a burn permit... for a chainsaw, you only have to avoid noise ordinances. And 10am on a Saturday is not quite time.
      • I love working with the chainsaw myself. :-) Got me one several years ago, and I still don't regret it. Most of the time I hide the cutoff limbs under the stairs next to the driveway. They are still there ;-)
  • ...a water fight with your friends. For the 1st few sentences I honestly thought that there was trouble, but as you kept on going, I didn't think that you were the type to use such violence.

    I can't remember for sure if you even have a gun.

    It's a good read. Thanks.
  • I enjoyed reading it. At first I thought Mormons or somet other kind of door to door religious group. Then I thought taking a chainsaw to Mormons is probably against the law.

  • Bravo! (Score:2)

    by AB3A ( 192265 )
    This is why I spend at least as much time reading journals as I do reading /. threads. You had me wondering until the very last sentences.

    It just so happens that I have a need for such weaponry, but my wife is afraid that our kids will find it. Maybe I should keep it in a safe? Of course, then I might not be able to get to it when I really need it...

    • You could do like my father did. He kept a loaded (as in, there's on in the chamber) 12 pump shotgun with a pistol grip under his bed. He took my sister and me in there and took it out from under the bed. He took us outside (we had a lot of land outside the city limits) and let us watch him shoot something with it. The he showed us what he shot, and said, "That will do the same thing to you if you play with it. Never touch a gun unless I'm with you or your mother is, and then only when we tell you to."

  • I'd love to do this to the turkey-sized crow that sits on the light pole outside my bedroom window every morning around 4 and holds some sort of conversation with another crow on the next block.

    Once he starts, there's no going back to sleep for me...

    • Several companies make high powered pellet rifles that no one will hear. All they will hear is the thud, and then blissful silence.

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