huskers1217
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Feel free to shoot the fucker that makes you feel that is was your fault for leaving your shit in your car
Feel free to shoot the fucker that makes you feel that is was your fault for leaving your shit in your car
There was a car in my old neighborhood that used to just have a sign on it:
"Car is unlocked. No valuables inside."
Pretty clever.
Feel free to shoot the fucker that makes you feel that is was your fault for leaving your shit in your car
next day, I was telling some people about it and some dude says..well its your fault for leaving that in your car. I broke his fucking nose.
There was a car in my old neighborhood that used to just have a sign on it:
"Car is unlocked. No valuables inside."
Pretty clever.
my sister had a Triumph TR-8, and left it unlocked so people wouldn't slash the top.
all well and good until she found Randy Quaid sleeping in it.
Get a call from the local PD and the say they found my car abandoned, and I can come ID it at the impound lot. As they pull me up to it, I see the bag is still in the back. I open it up, and ALL MY GEAR was in there. Dumped out all over the back, but not one piece missing.
I once had my whole car stolen from in front of Mrs. 43's house (we weren't married yet - she went by her maiden name Miss 27) while I was crashed out after a game. All of my gear, goalie gear and skater gear (I was told a third goalie was coming that night - so I could play D if I wanted). 2 pairs of skates, 5 sticks all my pads... everything. Probably about 6 grand's worth of stuff.
So for the 5 days I was without my car, I was in every pawn shop and play it again sports in town trying to locate my stuff. Spent hours trying to explain to insurance companies why hockey gear costs so much (more than the car was worth, actually) and why I had so much of it in there. Didn't care about the car, I was crushed about the gear.
Get a call from the local PD and the say they found my car abandoned, and I can come ID it at the impound lot. As they pull me up to it, I see the bag is still in the back. I open it up, and ALL MY GEAR was in there. Dumped out all over the back, but not one piece missing.
All that was gone was a 5 dollar sweatshirt and a cheap camera that was in the bag.
For months, I giggled to myself with the vision of these idiots rifling through my bag yelling "LOOK FOR ANYTHING OF VALUE!"