About ten years ago, the neighborhood we lived in was overrun with gangs and crack. Woke up one night to the sound of a guy undoing the TV hookup in the den. Didn't have a gun at the time, my wife just knew I was gonna shoot somebody the way things were. I probably would have, too.
I sneaked out the window, grabbed a big pick I had been using to trench for sprinklers, and went around to the front door, just as this guy was carrying a 27" TV out. Mostly all you could see of him was eyes, he had this really surprised Buckwheat look on his face.
All he could say was, "You NAKED!"
I made him lay on his face till the cops got there. They were all making jokes along the lines of the proper use of a tool, etc. Not one of them told me to go get dressed, I had forgotten by then.
It was finally an old lady neighbor who told me to, "get inside, you're scaring my chickens."