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some mother fucker tried to steal my fucking laundry....in my own apartment building....on my own floor....and we have mother fucking surveillance cameras....

i woke up early just to do laundry before catching the bus to work, right? when i put clothes in the washers i notice somebody's clothes are just finishing in the two dryers...cut to an hour plus later they haven't picked their shit up so i put the sole blanket in one of the dryers in the wheelie-basket-thingy (folded of course) and throw my shit in. i check every fifteen minutes...and on the last one...GONE!!!

of course we found out who by going over the surveillance tapes and it were these shifty loser dumbshits who'se wife said she thought our shit was her boyfriends shit (which would be odd since skinny little K's UJ's booty shorts were in the mix)

i was totally in a pissy mood for a while when i got to work, but then i read more about the fucked-upedness down south and i suppose being sans socks for three hours doesn't really compare and i shouldn't let it stress my old ticker out....still the fuckers are lucky i didn't kick in their goddamned door.