" Gedegang! Gedegang! Gedegang!"
From inside of the toilet, I could hear someone knocking hardly on the door. I wondered who the hell was this moron coming and knocking rudely during my privacy time. The last shit was dropped and I cleaned up rushing to the front door.
" What the fuck!"
there was a NZ police patrol car parking right in front of my spooky looking house.
Still in my towel, I opened the door with a fake smile " yes officer, can I help u?
"Are u Mr AM? "
"Yes I am. Whats the problem sir? Am I in trouble? "
An acting class and drama competition in the past helped me controlling my emotion and fear. I knew this must has got something to do with the recent purchase of various bullets ( keyring, dummies, Used brass shell etc)
Well then we had a conversation which ended up with the officer asking me to sign a release form. That was just nothing but he was just alarmed by the NZ post officers about suspicious packaging that contained two .308 calibre bullets.
Lesson that I learned that day;
This is a serious business and make sure that I will always deal with the right person. Shit could happen at any time. Someone can just conceal cocaine or heroin underneath the projectile. And this is serious.
From inside of the toilet, I could hear someone knocking hardly on the door. I wondered who the hell was this moron coming and knocking rudely during my privacy time. The last shit was dropped and I cleaned up rushing to the front door.
" What the fuck!"
there was a NZ police patrol car parking right in front of my spooky looking house.
Still in my towel, I opened the door with a fake smile " yes officer, can I help u?
"Are u Mr AM? "
"Yes I am. Whats the problem sir? Am I in trouble? "
An acting class and drama competition in the past helped me controlling my emotion and fear. I knew this must has got something to do with the recent purchase of various bullets ( keyring, dummies, Used brass shell etc)
Well then we had a conversation which ended up with the officer asking me to sign a release form. That was just nothing but he was just alarmed by the NZ post officers about suspicious packaging that contained two .308 calibre bullets.
Lesson that I learned that day;
This is a serious business and make sure that I will always deal with the right person. Shit could happen at any time. Someone can just conceal cocaine or heroin underneath the projectile. And this is serious.
.308 calibre keyrings
Asmoham
Asmoham
