soooo i have a stalker. yes its true. my dad.
my mom went outta town this weekend and i had like 10 people over (5 additional people came and left throughout the nite)
from 1230 to 130 in the morning (when he was supposedly out of town), he was sitting outside my house and then whenever a car would come, he would leave and then come back. CREEPY?? yes it was
the next morning we get up around 9 (everyone stayed the nite) and make this huge breakfast and then we kinda lounged around watching tv and such. other folks fell asleep again. about 1230, the PLANO POLICE DEPARTMENT shows up at my house asking about my "wild party" lol my dad was "concerned" we werent answering the phone??
ummm, he never called my cell. only the house phone, which he knows we never ever use, we just leave my laptop online. he was just looking for an excuse to try and bust me or something. so the cops came in and searched the house and made sure my brother was alive. i got so pissed off. but they didnt find anything (DUH!) except for the hookah, which is legal lol but one cop didnt know what it was and started freaking out going "WE FOUND A BONG! WHAT IS THIS?!" lol
but in the end, the cops ended up realizing my dad is a crackhead and is just trying to start shit and they laughed and joked with me and said he was "ridiculous" and "overreacting" and "silly" 
in conclusion, my dad is absoluetly fucktarded  | 
