Hey guys, as the title reads, my house is now most likely unfit to live in for the time being. To make a long story short, I think it was a group of people who had recently targeted me for problem B (I had a little run in with them at a bar, they were some biker tryhards who kicked me in the nards several times, and left me on the ground bleeding from the nose and mouth, for "looking at them the wrong way", and having a mouth on me that gets me in trouble sometimes), who now broke into my house with a jack and a big pipe, and jacked the roof up when I wasn't home. The jack is still there, standing on a stack of 2x6s, holding the giant pipe up. The walls and everything surrounding the pipe look sketchy as duck. It's honestly the most bizarre thing I've experienced and seen in my life, and I've seen a lot. They also cut my couch and loveseat sofa into pieces with a machete, leaving the machete lodged deep in it. They knocked down and broke my framed signed posters of Sting (the lead singer of Police, not the wrestler), Adrian Peterson, Joe Rogan, Macho Man Randy Savage, Sting (the wrestler) and Wayne Gretzky. They stole my Pete Rose rookie. It was a Topps. Dressers and pots n pans tossed everywhere. They essentially trashed the place. I need to call a building inspector or something tomorrow to get this shit all straightened out. But in the meantime, I was just wanting to know if maybe one of yous could let me bunk up at your place. I'm a bit strapped for cash, but I got a few bucks and I'm willing to offer up an xbox 360 in decent condish with a crack on it (still works), along with several games: NBA 2k13, NHL 12, Madden NFL 13, and Tiger Woods PGA Tour 11, in exchange for maybe a couple weeks or three at your place. Just til my house is good, or I'm able to find a new place to call home. I live in Wisconsin. If I can't find anyone close enough to here, it's fine. I can call up my relatives and see what they can do. I just thought I'd ask you guys first, since I've played with some of you for so long I feel like we're real friends/family, and I'm a bit embarrassed to tell them about this whole ordeal. I get enough grief from them at holiday get togethers. But that's another book.