My 'Visitor'

So the other day (Saturday) I was sitting around working on some stuff with my brother, and we ordered a pizza for lunch. About the time the pizza should have been arriving the doorbell rang...I answered the door to find a hispanic man standing there, not holding a pizza, obviously as a fat man I was upset by this, but it got weirder from there...

I asked what he wanted so the guy explained why he was there:

"You know Emma and Rocky."

I explained I don't know anyone by those names, so he continued "well I've followed a trail of evidence that has led me to this apartment" I inquired as to what evidence and he retorted with "I don't want to give away that information"

He continued to describe how I have been using the video equipment in my upstairs rooms to record him and his children. I don't have any video equipment however, the closest thing to a video camera I own is my digital camera....which is in France with Judy...

Obviously telling the guy this doesn't do any good, so he goes on to explain how I've been sleeping with his wife, and how the fact that I was wearing scrubs (my pajama's) makes sense. He wouldn't elaborate on that. He talked for probably about 10 minutes while I kept telling him I have no idea what he's talking about. Finally he left as the pizza was showing up, I wrote down his license plate number as he drove off....

A few hours later I stopped in to the local police station to make a report, because that was just too weird. I gave the officer the license plate number...she looked up the information and called him while I was standing there. He apparently gave her the same story he had given me.

She advised him not to return, so I'm sure he'll be back soon. When he does return he has a handful of 9mm slugs with his name on em though.