to the worthless little children who broke into my car on Allan street Friday night: I hope everything you ever own, ever, breaks just as you're starting to enjoy it and/or at just the moment you need it and can't afford to replace it. I hope every single item you ever have is smashed to pieces by some random vandal- I hope someone rips your ipod out of your pocket and does a mexican hat dance on it before sauntering away without a word. I hope someone takes the money you just got out of the atm and rips it to shreds and throws it to the wind. I hope the viagra you flaccid little shit for brains pop turns your penis's green adn they fall off just as you've finally convinced some blind deaf dumb troll to let you have a go.
What made you think that MY not-so-new car with the big scratch on the side from where some other shit for brains scrapped me in a parking lot and didn't leave a note, parked in back of my clearly-cheap apartment building, in my mid-range neighborhood was a good place to start with the stealing? You smashed my window, rifled my things, tore up a notebook I needed for work AND ripped a library book in half, all for what? a handfull of change in my cupholder? I hope you enjoy those pennies boys, because they will rot your soul. why on earth was that even worth it? you did the same to my neighbors car, and took exactly the same thing. And why did you feel the need to take my gym bag and dump it's contents on some ladies lawn?? what's up with that? (although my faith in some portion of humanity was restored when this very nice lady turned said bag, complete with my fairly-new gym sneakers I can't afford to replace, into the cops. thanks!)
Now I'm out what's probably going to be hundreds of dollars to repair my car or increased insurance to get your 'fun' fixed. I live paycheque to paycheque, and work damn hard for it. this is something that will break me, but you don't care- you got bored on friday night and thought my locked car in my private parking lot was fair game. it's not. it's my property, not yours, and there's no excuse for what you did.
further more, I'm disgusted by the response of the police; this was two cars, in one parking lot, and you won't do anythign! I think there was a similar incident up the street a few days ago, as I saw a number of possessions strewn about, just like mine were. and still, nothing. THIS is why these little asswipes think they can get away with it! the least youc ould have done was sound sympathetic, and not laugh when I said I hadn't really touched the car....I don't know. it's not every day my possessions are plundered.
Thanks for ruining my long weekend, all of you. I hope someone ruins something of yours, you entitled twerps, so you can feel what it's like to have your hard earned possessions that you cannot afford to replace and are the only things of value you own destroyed, all because someone else got bored and thought some selfindulgent, senseless vandalism was a good time.
|if they'd stolen something good maybe there would have been a point to this|