My house got broken into last night!

okay, here's the story:
last night, my sister and i were getting our holiday presents wrapped up, and keep in mind it's around midnight, because we didn't want our parents to see what we got them. Now, I live in a condo building, on the second floor, but when i left her room, which is on one far end in the condo, to walk into the kitchen, i saw this guy with a bag stuffing it full of our china. like any typical guy would, i confronted him, prepared to fight him, do whatever it would take to subdue the guy. But, instead of fighting, the guy sprinted towards our balcony door, opened it, and started climbing down, trying to get away. Luckily, he left all the stuff inside, and nothing was broken, so he was just trying to get away, but there was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. Trying to chase after him, I started climbing down after him, while my parents called the cops. All of a sudden, he started pulling on my leg, and he kept pulling and pulling and pulling, just like I'm pulling your legs right now.

 

it worked a lot better on 6th graders. well, chris, it looks like ive got a lot of work to do before i catch up to you