Damn Thieves!

[Tarks]

So this morning I go out to my car and notice my driver's door is slightly open. Yup, damn crooks broke in over night and stole my Ipod and TomTom GPS unit. Damn! Kiss $800 goodbye. That sucks. The one day I don't park in the garage and didn't set the alarm and BAM! Gonzo Elonzo.

Anyhow, I was having a great weekend until this happened.

[bgwvdave]

That shit happens in canada too, damn that sucks. Sorry to hear of your loss, I hope the bad karma gets that little bastard.

[mc2712]

Man that sucks!

[Doogie]

that sucks bro. That happened to me once also

[Rubix^3]

Sorry to hear that man. At least they didn't gut the stereo out of your dash leaving behind a pathetic nest of tangled wires. Still, I feel your pain.

[cp478]

hope your luck turns around man!

[fiddlegrin]

Damn! That BITES!

Sorry to hear that!

Goldurnfrickinmickenthievinpunks...

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[Cypress]

Dang, I am sorry to hear that this has happened to you.

[tx_tuff]

That freaking sucks!!! They need some buckshot in ther a$$!

[azpostal]

That sucks, sorry that happened to you.

[Shervin]

Happened to a friend of mines a month ago, Ipod, Navi unit and a few colognes.

[CAJoe]

That sucks, sorry to hear it happened. When I was younger I had a couple bikes stolen from me. I hooked one up to a battery and electrified the whole bike. The thieves touched it but they didn't take it, I hope they learned a lesson.

[FN in MT]

Sorry to hear that you were violated. Sucks doesn't it??

A story to raise your spirits;

I was born and raised in Northern New Jersey. Absolutely Tony Soprana territory with 60% of my classmates and childhood friends having one or more vowels in their last name. Get the picture?

When I was going to college I lived in an apartment complex where two girls lived next to me. Both of their boyfriends appeared to be low level mob guys. Wont go into specifics but the evidence was pretty convincing.

Kathy had a 1977 Camaro that got broken into along with several other vehicles one Saturday night. There were several young black kids, like 14-16 years old who rode through the complex on their bikes quite often and it was easy to see they would check out WHAT was in the parked cars. I suspeccted they were the thieves.

Next Saturday the little buggers hit vehicles again , including my Ford F-150 pickup. Stole nothing from mine other than some toll change in the ashtray. But of course had to PRY open the ashtray and glove box, wrecking the hinge and lock.

They also hit the other girls car that was parked next to my truck. I helped her clean up the glass off the seat, and I taped off the wires from her missing stereo too. Now one of the "boyfriends" shows up in his Cadillac along with an older guy who looks like Bobby Baccala from the Sopranos. Like 300 pounds in a blue 2 piece running suit.

Next week the big guy is at my apartment door. He asks me (very politely too) if I would move my truck as they wanted to park a van between the two girls cars. I had half an idea what was going to happen so with a smile told him I'd be DELIGHTED to help them out.

That night at about 400 AM there is a bunch of yelling and screaming outside my window. I look out to see THREE guys with aluminum baseball bats absolutely wailing on two young black kids. Hitting them in the arms and legs mostly .....but REALLY going at them.

Then the big guy walks over to each of them, and after taking the kid roughly by the hair talks to each of them....very close to their face for about five seconds, then as if to say....conversation over......punches each one square in the face sending their head into the pavement.

They drag one kid away from the back of the van, all three load up, back the van out and leave. I got dressed quick, grabbed a couple of old dish towels, wet them up and walked out to check on the two kids. Both were simply laying there moaning with VERY bloody faces. I turned one on his side as he was aspirating on his blood and he really moaned when I rolled him over.

About now a lone cop car arrives and they light me up with their spotlight and ask me to stand up over the PA. I do and one of them approaches me. He asks me; "What happened here? Did You do this? NO Not me I said. I heard a commotion, got up from bed and heard a vehicle leave...thats all I know.

Now the Rescue Squad shows up and after all sorts of cutting off clothes, and fooling around they finally load these two up and away they go. Next day the cops send over a Detective and he talks to me again. I give him the same story.

Few days later in the evening one of the boyfriends shows up dressed in a shiny silver suit, with really thin lapels, a black shirt and thin white tie! I mean SILVER too. He asks me if the cops had any idea what had happened the other night, he was "concerned" as his girlfriend lived there.

Told him they had been by....I had NO idea who had hurt the kids...probably end of story. He gives me a big smile shakes my hand and Thanks me for the times I'd helped the two girls out. Then does this Godfather style...If you ever need ANYTHING....you get a hold of me....OK ?

The next year I lived there one could nearly leave cash on the dashboard,with windows open and it was safe. We did not have another car clouting incident that I heard of.

Now thats the kind of justice I like.

FN in MT

[SMOKE20]

Man that blows.

[dj1340]

Tarks, that sucks dude. I'm afraid too many people know how you feel including me.

FN in MT, great story, loved it