Apr 02

You Fucking Fucker(s)

Some asshole(s) smashed their way into my car overnight in the parking lot of the local service station where it was waiting to be looked at and made off with an (insert sarcastic tone here) _oh-so-precious AM/FM cassette player_. My collection of roadmaps, drive-thru paper napkins and dried up ballpoint pens are also missing. The baby seat was untouched, even though it would fetch more bucks.

Fucking crackhead(s).