A strange thing happened to me the other day

You want it to be entertainment. You want it to be not real. Because then you can say "Oh I'm still in control of my life." That's fine. You can choose to believe me or not.

No, I don't want it, I'm just somebody, who needs a reason to believe such a story, especially on GLP, where you find stuff like this on a daily basis. Of course it can be real, but even then, I would not believe, that this has a conspiratorially background... I mean, I know nothing about you, about your real background (not just the things you decided, to share with the Internet), your job whatever. I didn't condemn you, I just wrote, that this is unfounded (you named no reasons - it's all about believing) and that all of this is Entertainment for the majority (just look at the reactions).

Me: Sounds great just let me know.

No I'm being dead serious. It was completely out of the blue, and I just recently moved here to this town. I don't know anyone. Called the landlord and asked about the previous tenant. Nothing of value. But based on my past, with my mother being a part of the CIA and Pentagon I began to wonder if she had just sent someone by my house. Funny enough as I walk back in the house, she calls me. I ask her if she sent someone over to my house. Total denial.

It feels like something is happening. I can feel it throughout everything in life. There's a movie I used to watch called "Looking for Bobby Fischer" and in the movie Ben Kingsley says "Don't move until you see it." I SAW it and I packed and moved to OK. Wtf is happening to me.

You just bought yourself a one-way ticket to the penitentiary ... or the graveyard.

YOU DUN GOOFED SON!

They're setting you up. You'll be charged with conspiring to commit terrorist acts or something. Why the fuck did you act like you knew what they were talking about??

You made it easy for them. You were being recorded and videoed by law enforcement, and you pretty much confessed to whatever it is they're cooking up.

You just bought yourself a one-way ticket to the penitentiary ... or the graveyard.

YOU DUN GOOFED SON!

They're setting you up. You'll be charged with conspiring to commit terrorist acts or something. Why the fuck did you act like you knew what they were talking about??

You made it easy for them. You were being recorded and videoed by law enforcement, and you pretty much confessed to whatever it is they're cooking up.

It's the weekend. I'm sitting at home doing nothing, smokin a lil but not blowing my mind just chilling. In my head I'm thinking about angels, demons, and the end of the world as I'm watching tv. I hear a knock on the door. I go to answer it and a balding middle-aged guy wearing jeans, what looks like an old camo jacket (think the coat Rambo is wearing in First Blood) and it has his name on the right side. He looks normal enough so I stride out onto the porch to speak with him. Now let's set the stage here. I look out into the street and all the traffic comes to a stop. I got a postal truck out to the left and another dark vehicle a little further down on the right stopped. He's driving a pick up truck. Red. Okay so here's how the conversation goes:

Man: Hey, how's it going. (Now at this moment I realize he knows who I am, I'm just a regular person so this is very off-putting)

Me: Oh, I'm doing good, living the dream. What's going on? (in my head I'm like wtf is going on, i see everything is going on with the cars stopped so i ask the direct question)

Man: I just stopped by to let you know I have all the guys together ready to go on the 8th. We'll be moving out then. (The key phrase is moving out. I grew up in a gov't/military family, so this really perked my ears)

Man: Does that sound good to you?

Me: Sounds great just let me know.

Man: Thanks sir. Talk to you later. (He called me sir. Not just a friendly sir. But a "Sir."

WTF happened????

No I'm being dead serious. It was completely out of the blue, and I just recently moved here to this town. I don't know anyone. Called the landlord and asked about the previous tenant. Nothing of value. But based on my past, with my mother being a part of the CIA and Pentagon I began to wonder if she had just sent someone by my house. Funny enough as I walk back in the house, she calls me. I ask her if she sent someone over to my house. Total denial.