I stood surprised and stunned by what had just happened. Were we just robbed, did I just have a knife to my throat, it all felt unreal, I was waiting for it to hit me. It never did, I sat there like ‘The Dude' after having his rug pissed on. I didn't ask for any of this to happen but it did. The cops came and took pictures of the apartment as well as my neck; I asked them what the chances of catching the guys who stole our privacy among other things. Of course the cops just look at you and say “I wouldn't hold out much luck for your stuff.” It was late evening by the time the cops left, we all sat there and looked at each other for moment, Tyler glanced over and said.

“Fuck it dude, lets go bowling.”