How about there are greater tragedies in life than getting your stereo stolen?
Well put, mintscorpion.
Got jacked for beats..and quarters
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WTF? Someone stole your Cat?hahaha. he's a cool guy,hes like my cousins best friend. And I play pool at his house once and a while. So I doubt its him. But Im pretty sure its the same people that stole my cat when i first got the car.
Yeah but these kinda people are greedy. So with a ps3 and a xbox 360 they wont be able to resist...oh and im gonna leave the doors unlocked. The paint ball gun is a good idea, but i wash my car at work, and i dont wanna drive with paint all over my car lol
I would be drop the bat and pick up a 9mm and go straighten these hoodlums out quick.
Santa Rosa used to be a nice suburb. Now, many parts are filled with gangs and thugs.
I remember driving up their after not visiting for about 10 years.
Talk about culture shock.
It was about 8 years ago, I'm in my Red Corvette Convertible and at a Red light, a Blue car pulls up next to me and the 4 punks inside start flashing gang signs and asking me where I'm from and who I roll with and all kinds of stupid shit.
Next thing you know, their getting lit up by a cop car behind them.
I blew them a kiss and drove off.
Dumbass punks.Leave a comment:
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This is how it went down...
John Smith is depressed. A few years ago the love of his life, Jane Smith, gets mugged by a couple hoodlums. They use a baseball bat and in one unintentionally well placed blow they turn this once vibrantly beautiful young lady into a self defecating, paraplegic paper weight.
John is devastated. He realizes if he stays with her he gives up his life and dreams forever. On the other hand, he can't leave her because the guilt would slowly eat him away and his life would slowly become derelict like a wood framed home infested with termites. So he does the only thing that's right. He decides to give up his life and care the woman he once loved.
Fast forward to the present. John can't work because lion's share of his time is consumed with the selfless task of taking care Jane. As you can imagine, John's head is a raging torrent torn between resentment for this situation, the love he once shared with Jane and the guilt of starring at the beckoning door and the life that could have been.
Last night John is in the kitchen making Jane a cheeseburger smoothie when he notices the pile of bills sitting counter. As he files through them he starts to feel like Atlas with an unimaginable weight building on his shoulders.
On his way to the bedroom an all too familiar aroma fills his nose. Jane has shit herself again. John is not pleased.
After cleaning Jane and putting her back in bed John realizes the Everest sized mountain of laundry with Jane's shit stained night gown on top. He sees this as an excuse to leave the house for a minute and clear his head. On his way out, he empties an ashtray filled with change into his pocket.
About an hour has gone by at the laundry-mat and John has spent his time clearing his head by trying catch a glimpse of a beautiful young lady's bosom as she leans down to retrieve her clean clothes. Buzzz! The dryer has stopped. But as John goes to reclaim his clothes he notices that they're still wet. This always happens and it makes John's skin crawl.
He reaches to get another quarter but his pockets are empty. This is the last straw.
In a fit of focused anger John storms off down the street. Looking up and cursing the heavens he trips over a brick so carelessly placed in the middle of the sidewalk. Without thinking, he picks it up and throws it as far as he can. He awaits the sound. Oh no, it's hit a car. John rushes forward to find an E30 BMW with a smashed window. He looks around but the streets are empty. He seizes the opportunity to turn this accident into triumph. He rips out the radio. As he goes to leave he remembers the laundry...
If you've read this far you can fill in the rest. Sorry, I just got some short story diarrhea.Leave a comment:
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So my stereo got jacked yesterday morning and tared the wiring off.
Along with about 3 dollars in quarters.Who the fucks takes their time to go thru
my coin tray and sort out the pennies/dimes/nickels for quarters. Fuck!
Luckly I got the stereo for only $40 bucks, and Im pretty sure the dude i got it from stole it from someone,so thats karma for ya. Well time to look for another setup, Im thinking about a cd43(what i originally wanted), looks oem and doesnt draw much attention.
spare blaupunkt that i could use but no wiring.
Oh and im pretty sure they are gonna come back. So for the next month I'm going to burrow my friend's PS3 box and xbox 360 box and put it in the back seat and park by the street light across my house. And play the waiting game with a baseball bat in hand and a cold beer in the other.
Same shit happened to me. I hope they fucking die in a fire and there spawn get laid to the curb by a city bus.Leave a comment:
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Or you can get a car alarm and lock your doors. Or put it in a garage at night.Leave a comment:
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Don't think they be smart enough for that. But I could always dress up in all black with a ski mask, that way they cant identify me hahaLeave a comment:
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hahaha. he's a cool guy,hes like my cousins best friend. And I play pool at his house once and a while. So I doubt its him. But Im pretty sure its the same people that stole my cat when i first got the car.
Yeah but these kinda people are greedy. So with a ps3 and a xbox 360 they wont be able to resist...oh and im gonna leave the doors unlocked. The paint ball gun is a good idea, but i wash my car at work, and i dont wanna drive with paint all over my car lolLeave a comment:
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LOL! I'd just try one box, two might be a little obviously bait. I should let you use one of my Tippman A5 paint ball guns and turn em all the way up! At least it would wash off the car....Oh and im pretty sure they are gonna come back. So for the next month I'm going to burrow my friend's PS3 box and xbox 360 box and put it in the back seat and park by the street light across my house. And play the waiting game with a baseball bat in hand and a cold beer in the other.
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