So I had quite a fun time when I stepped out of my house to go pick up Maryl. A police man was right there, and he said, "Sorry, it's ok now." Huh? "We had the wrong house." Huh? "We were given the wrong address, it's across the street, you can go back inside now." Huwah? "What... didn't you hear all that banging?" ...guwhuh? "Yeah, we realized that you don't have a third story, and that the knife fight was most likely across the street."
... harroouh?
So apparently I had 5 policemen battering down my door while I was in the shower. But it's ok, they simply had the wrong address.