I was laying in bed the other night and heard a noise outside. I jumped up and noticed 2 motion lights on outside, so while in my underwear I did a tuck and roll out of my bed and snatched my Glock from it's hiding place nearby.
You should've seen me, I was all Rambo and shit running thru the house waving my gun around. I wish I had stuff to shoot. Perhaps I can buy a cute puppy dog to serve this purpose.