Had my .22 rifle taken by the police today.

>Sitting in room in suburb of Jew York, minding own business.
>Hear troublemaking piece of shit crackhead brother talking shit about me to my father
>Get pissed, yell at him calling him a crackhead degenerate and throw a bowl at him, miss, and it breaks.
>He calls police.
>5 minutes later four cop cars and six police officers arrive at home.
>Tell me to go outside, so they can ask us what happened individually without hearing bickering.
>Brother tells them I own a .22 rifle and feels threatened even though I've never even really taken it out of room due to living in Jew York where shooting everwhere is illegal.
>Certainly never threatened him with the rifle or even gotten physical with him ever.
>30 minutes later see an officer carrying out my .22 rifle.
>lol wat officer?
>They say even though I paid for the rifle, since it's in my father's name they can just take it if father gives the OK.

Now every time when my brother leaves the house drunk to go buy some crack I'm going to call the police and give them the details on his car, and I'm not going to stop calling until they find and arrest him.

>the piece of shit got a DWI last year, a 2nd one will really fuck him.

That's how easy it is to have a weapon confiscated from you in this commie Jew York state, and it didn't even involve any women.

>pic-related it's the .22 the police took.