Like because im wearing boxers i get like an extra .5 armor or something? Like this isnt an rpg my bat will work fine with or without clothes. If he has a gun i lose and thats it.
I live in the tropics and usually sleep naked. I live in a tiny 8x3 (150 sq ft) studio and had just gotten to bed one night. The front door was unlocked and some guy just opened it and walked in. I sat up and threw the sheet over me, embarrassed. He said, "Hey is Hillary here?" I was so confused as he kept walking farther and farther toward me asking questions, but I was groggy and saying things like, "Get out of my apartment?" and "I don't know who that is."
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I finally woke up enough to realize this was super weird. I keep a machete by my bed, so I grabbed it and stood up in all my glory lol
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He finally stopped and said he was just looking for his friend. I just said, "You. Need. To. Go" and this maniac side-shuffled up to me with his fist out, low. I cocked back the machete and he fist bumped my other hand and said, "Looking good, brother" and walked out of my apartment. And that's the story of the most awkward fist bump I've ever received.
Oh! And then the dumb*ss walked in to my neighbor's house the same way, and my angry, drunk, viking neighbor Marty was asleep on the couch. He woke up and beat the ever-loving crap out of this fella.
I'm all banking on pity. Like I sleep on a mattress on the floor and except two XIXth century books and my computer (with a shit ton of dead pixels, missing and not working keys and general bad state) I own no valuable thing. That plus the absolute lack of grace of my body, I think he'll leave in horror.
I sleep naked and have a baseball bat next to my side of the bed. I’m the mom. I will defend my family no matter my clothing situation while my husband gets the kids to safety.
Me-former military
Husband- almost 60
sleeping naked is not a problem with Mr. 12 gauge watching over you . it's nice and quiet sitting there in the corner but when it's time to get mean he gets real mean.
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I finally woke up enough to realize this was super weird. I keep a machete by my bed, so I grabbed it and stood up in all my glory lol
,
He finally stopped and said he was just looking for his friend. I just said, "You. Need. To. Go" and this maniac side-shuffled up to me with his fist out, low. I cocked back the machete and he fist bumped my other hand and said, "Looking good, brother" and walked out of my apartment. And that's the story of the most awkward fist bump I've ever received.
Me-former military
Husband- almost 60