Back in the nineties I stayed with my Yankee cousin in Colorado Springs.
He showed me around his house, ending up at ‘my’ bedroom. Pointed out the shower etc and ended up with showing me my gun! I explained that I didn’t want a gun under my pillow, he said I must, I ended up with a baseball bat next to the bed to keep my cousin happy. He walked away muttering ‘goddam limey....’
Colorado has something called the ‘make my day’ law. This means you can shoot someone who enters your property without permission and then ask them to leave.
So, with the law, my ex special forces cousin, his three seven foot tall fitness fanatic sons, his wife’s collection of toy poodles and a very jet lagged limey with a baseball bat, two scrotes decided to break in.
By the time I was out of bed dragging the bat behind me, the two idiot lads were kneeling on the drive with my cousin and his sons explaining to them the error of their ways. What was really interesting was that no one got shot and the lads were pleading that the police weren’t called, much preferring what my cousin might dish out. If the police were called they’d be definitely doing time.
So, even with all these scary deterrents, stupid scrotes will still try and take from you....