They were very drunk and threaten to kill me, they tried to keep me against my will, slashed my tires, chased me to my car and shot guns off as I was leaving (I can't prove they shot at me).
The sheriff kept saying there were more of them and so it was just my word against there's so he could do nothing.
Did he think I slashed my own tires or made all this up?
While room service can often elicit luxurious connotations―breakfast in bed, anyone?
―a lackluster pile of soggy fries can also be a real drag.
I have So this has to be one of my favorite updates!