Share some storytime, fuckers.

>Be 7 years old.
>Be woken up by screaming outside.
>Hear father rise from his bed.
>Loud crash, glass breaking, sister screaming.
>Shouting in hallway. Followed by loud, meaty thumps.
>Lotta thumps, screaming starts becoming whining. Dad yelling. I later heard the same kind of yelling while watching Lock Stock and Two smoking barrels. That scene where Vinnie Jones is yelling at that dude while slamming his head in the car door.. that shit.
> Dad yells to stay in our rooms. MPs arrive. (Dad was Airforce) Escort my sis and I out our bedroom windows. Hallway in house looks like scene from Amityville Horror and shit.
>Dad investigated for beating another man to death with a hallway. Acquitted.

My father was an avid collector and enthusiast. He left his gun in his nightstand, as he didn't initially intend to kill the guy. I have a gun in my home, because I am not so generous as my father.

Pic related, it's the 629 Dad decided not to use that night.