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Originally Posted by jspchief
Someone did this at my house when I was still living with my parents. My mom woke me to ask why I didn't tell her I had a friend on the couch.
I hauled the guy out onto the front porch and started pounding him. He got away and I didn't give chase, but I can definitely relate to beating up some drunk douche that stumbled his way into my vehicle. Being really drunk isn't an excuse.
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The articles made it sound like he thought it was a friend's car from his tailgate group. ****. I drive a black Jeep Grand Cherokee and I've walked up and opened the wrong vehicle before. Since I was entering my own car, I recognized that it wasn't mine. I can understand making that mistake with a friend's vehicle.