Hubby and I had gone out drinking and gotten into an argument and he left me at the bar. I had a ride home and when I got there no one was home so I thought. He thought he would prank me and call my cell phone from the house phone and just breathe. I called the cops, I knew it could be him but I wasnt taking any chances so I hollard out to who ever was effing with me that I called the cops and I got back on my cell phone to my friend. I was scared at this point while we were talking and all of a sudden my husband scares the **** out of me my cell phone breaks and so obviously my friend is going to call the police I had told her someone was in my house. The police get there and me and my hubby are yelling and arguing again, everything calms down and the police leave. I go back in my room and there is another knock at the door about 10 minutes late they had gotten a call from a friend of mine. Oh yeah, forgot to tell them my frie was probably freaking out and calling in. So they came back had to talk to us both again. It calms down and I go back into my room and there is another knock at the door. Apparently the neighbors saw my husband lurking around outside. Ahh sheesh. Anyways did I mention that all this time alll I had on was one of those little tight club tankies that tie around your neck. Hubby never minded to tell me I was half *** naked. Guess the police got quite a show. No one said anything. Ahh I felt like such an ***.