tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post5351178560147359823..comments2023-11-03T01:28:44.624-07:00Comments on My Masonic Apron: VictimizedMr. Apronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00176310548094283074noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-3282496147984094392009-04-15T12:55:00.000-07:002009-04-15T12:55:00.000-07:00Dang, at least my car didn't smell like patchouli ...Dang, at least my car didn't smell like patchouli when it got broken into...KFellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10612431407040397221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-72866172591406409142009-04-13T18:13:00.000-07:002009-04-13T18:13:00.000-07:00Tatjana--
That was awfully considerate of them, a...Tatjana--<br /><br />That was awfully considerate of them, all things considered, to unzip the soft top. <br /><br />When I was younger, my mom was driving a Volvo. One morning my father, while drinking his morning coffee, opened the front door to go out and get the paper. <br /><br />"I saw Mommy's car looked funny, so I got closer to it, and the fuckin' thing was on big cinder blocks. They had taken the fuckin' tires, and the wheels, and left it on cinder blocks."<br /><br />Not only that, they had left the five lug-nuts in a perfect circular pattern in front of each cinder block. Obsessive-Compulsive auto thieves?<br /><br />My father turned around, went back in the house, read the newspaper, finished his coffee, and then called the police.Mr. Apronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00176310548094283074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-11415007819514748422009-04-13T09:14:00.000-07:002009-04-13T09:14:00.000-07:00When I was living in what I thought was a nice nei...When I was living in what I thought was a nice neighborhood last year...I parked my jeep (wrangler) in the garage. Every day. The only thing in my jeep was a radio..after factory installation, but still, just a cheap cd player is all.<BR/>The bastard went INTO my garage, unzipped the jeep, took out the overhead lights, opened the door (which means they climbed all over my leather seats) and took the radio.<BR/>...but no...they didn't take just the radio.<BR/>...they also took about 1/4 of the dash...because apparently they didn't bring the correct screw driver.<BR/>They came back three times...to take what? I don't know...there was nothing else left...but the side of the jeep was unzipped three days in a row (including the day they actually took the radio).<BR/>...I didn't even want to drive my car I was so pissed.<BR/>...so I put up a sign outside the garage...it simply stated "to the fuck head that took my radio...I hope you enjoy it" (pretty much food for passiveaggressivenotes.com). I also sat on my porch for a week with a giant wood stick in my hand...what would I do? I don't know..especially with a wooden stick...but I was ready to tear the person's eyeballs out. <BR/>I know how you feel...it sucks.<BR/>..but I'm thankful they just unzipped the soft top rather than cut it...it would have been an $800 charge to replace the top...and it did only cost my security and $80 for a new radio...but I'm still missing a good chunk of my dash.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com