I'm not sure how great of a story it really is but when Bourke and I were still living in the apartment we had a few people over playing dominoes one night. And I mean a few, probably not more than six of us if I remember right. Not much was going on, just dominoes and listening to music. Now we could hear the neighbors screaming at each periodically but didn't think too much of it. We just laughed at what they were calling each other and ignored them. After awhile they seemed to settle down and we kept playing our game. Then a few monster ballads came on and we all sang along. Apparently we did so really loud, because not long after that there was a knock on my door and when I opened it, there were five or six police officers standing in the hallway. Not your average, street blue's, police officers either, these were some badass looking dudes. Technically not SWAT though, I’m not sure what they were. I guess they had responded to a domestic disturbance call at my neighbor’s and when they were talking to them, our loud singing caught their attention. They just told us to quiet down and left but let me tell you, when you open the door and unexpectedly find six mean looking guys with guns, it's a little scary. I’m can almost guarantee they went home and told their wives or girlfriends or whoever about how some kid shit a brick when he answered his door and found them standing there.