God Damn Mother Fucking Shit Eating Lowlife Inbread Bastards! I hope they rot in hell being raped up the ass with the crowbar they used to break my window!
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This shit happened in the CARPORT of the apartment I live in! None of the other people parked in there had their cars broken into. And whatever SOB it was that did it went through every bit of my car, even pulling old stale pretzels out of my ashtray!
He (I guess I shouldn't be sexist... IT) got away with my CD player, flashlight, and spiked leather wristband.
I found out about it this morning when I was going to work. So I went back inside and called the cops, my insurance company, and my boss. My boss said I didn't have to come in, the cops said they'd be there in an hour, and the insurance company helped me find a nice repair shop that would come and vaccume up all the glass and replace the window (so long as I ponied up $100 for the deductable).
Then I went downstairs to wait for an officer to arive.
Then some high school caught fire.
So I sat there, waiting for the cops for two hours, when the operator calls back and tells me about the fire, and how she doesn't think a cop can get to me before 5PM. The repair man is scheduled to be there at 4:30.
So I end up having my window repaired without having the cops see it.
At least my window is fixed. And the repairman was nice. Had some cool tattoos, plays in a band called Top Dead Center, and he regaled me with stories of how he did three days in jail for beating up a guy who broke into his house.
!!!!!!!!
This shit happened in the CARPORT of the apartment I live in! None of the other people parked in there had their cars broken into. And whatever SOB it was that did it went through every bit of my car, even pulling old stale pretzels out of my ashtray!
He (I guess I shouldn't be sexist... IT) got away with my CD player, flashlight, and spiked leather wristband.
I found out about it this morning when I was going to work. So I went back inside and called the cops, my insurance company, and my boss. My boss said I didn't have to come in, the cops said they'd be there in an hour, and the insurance company helped me find a nice repair shop that would come and vaccume up all the glass and replace the window (so long as I ponied up $100 for the deductable).
Then I went downstairs to wait for an officer to arive.
Then some high school caught fire.
So I sat there, waiting for the cops for two hours, when the operator calls back and tells me about the fire, and how she doesn't think a cop can get to me before 5PM. The repair man is scheduled to be there at 4:30.
So I end up having my window repaired without having the cops see it.
At least my window is fixed. And the repairman was nice. Had some cool tattoos, plays in a band called Top Dead Center, and he regaled me with stories of how he did three days in jail for beating up a guy who broke into his house.
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brite_red_scream:
damn...sorry to hear about that....i had the same shit happen a few months ago to my brand new car....how lovely it was to come out of the movie and to be greeted with a smashed up, violated car.......thieves are such scum...death to them all!
yourname:
and yes, you may still slap me.