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Thread/story: So it went like this: the guy across the street always threatening to kill us calling us faggots. He'd also walk outside and terrorize the old ladies, flip their picnic table when they were sitting there. He ripped the industrial door off his apartment building. /1
No matter where I went, even driving down the street at like four in the morning, he was always sitting there. I'd always have to stop for him on the crosswalk, weird synchronicity shit would happen constantly. /2
I called the cops and told them he was threatening to kill us and they said " he's been doing that for 30 years, he's harmless", so in usual fashion, the cops totally disobeyed the fucking law. They wouldn't do shit. /3
My friend live next-door and she would call me and say he signed the plates out of the wall. Honestly, she's a little conspiracy oriented so I told her she's full of crap, lol. /4
One day I had to go to this new counselor and as I was leaving he was walking down the hallway so I slammed the door. counselor was like "what's the matter?". I said "someone out there wants to kill me", REAL GOOD FIRST IMPRESSION 
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She asked his name so I told her and she looked it up in the computer. And, of course, his name wasn't in the computer. Fast forward a few months and they pulled him out of the apartment and found pipe bombs and locked him up. Shit you not. There's more but that's the gist. /end
That was supposed to say sawed the pipes, not saw the plates... AutoCorrect fail
