Quick story
I came home from a night shift and had my computer and several other things filling up both of my hands. I finally get my front door unlocked and step into a pitch black house. As I kick the door shut behind me my wife jumps out and yells "Boo!!". I dropped all my **** and start doing some back peddling as I'm drawing my gun when she yells out my name. After a good and long bit of yelling and cursing I think she learned a lesson. What agency would believe that excuse of how my wife got shot.,I would be doing life in prison. This story reminded me of it and thought I would share.
I'd be lying if I didn't giggle. This is something I would do.
Similar story, I was married and "snuck" into my parents through a window. I had needed something and it was late, the door was locked. One window had a broken lock. I was trying to be quite because I didn't want to wake them. At some point I had a .45 pointed at me, but by the time I unfolded myself from the window and stood up, my mother showed up to ask what the hell did I want. I still came and went late hours. We lived next door and usually it was getting our dog after date night. They'd puppy sit. But I'd sing, talk to my self, talk to the wall... they'd roll back over to go to sleep.