Some s***bag broke into my Catalina this weekend and took my CD deck, and tried to bust out my trunk lock. The ****ing faceplate was under the seat and they left it there! They tossed things around in the back, including two moon disks I had unscrewed to check the air pressure last week. left them though. Also left these CDs; Ludacris, Slayer, Johnny Cash, Sinatra, and a pair of bolt cutters. Must have been kids. For no reason the ripped up my brand new inner glovebox. http://courttavern.net/Image113.jpg/
**** like thi is why i wanna renovate the lower pole barn here on the farm and more or less live in the back of what would be a very killer garage. and i'd be armed to the teeth, too, and outside of city limits. sorry to hear it, man.
Go to a place called stickdeath.com and check out the anti-theft devices. You need a good laugh, seriously!
here's the link so you don't have to look through it all this is the way we should be allowed to arm our cars......... hope you don't have dial-up...... http://www.stickdeath.com/frameset.htm
Thanks, I am comtemplating staking out my office lot with a bait car. When I was a poor hungry kid I stole ****, but not from any hot rods. What the **** can someone get for a three-year old CD deck? $20? They did more damage then the ****ing stereo was worth. I just ran down to the car. I was so pissed off when taking inventory I forgot to check if my 2nd Infrantry patch from Iraq was still in there. It was. At least they didn't take anything sentimental or valuable. I have DoD, Pentagon, and ARMY badges hanging from the ****ing rear-view mirror. Who would **** with my car? Ignorant ********ing illegals.
What the hell do you mean by you never stole from Hot rods...who the **** cares what you stole from....it is Karma. The little rats saw something shinny and they are too messed up on whatever the newsest drug is these days and decided rather than work and buy my own stuff I will break into this poor working mans car and steel his ****.... When (or if) this s*** bag grows up and has to work for a living and support a family and some s*** bag dugging high on whatever is the rave then steels from him he will say the same thing you are saying....kicking the **** out of the guy won't do anything... if you catch the little punk offer to let him apprentice with you and teach him/her a skill.....I he says no..... Tie him up in the ba*****t and use his body and a dart board.... F'n thieves...
This might make you feel a bit better. Some dumb*** went the in the parts yard over the weekend to help himself. Our dogs, Tiger and S****py, made sure he didn't get out. The dogs combined are about 325 lbs together!! I don't even trust 'em in the daylight. Cops found him crying like a baby, bleeding out of the neck and calf. 32 stiches all together. He had to climb up on a van to get away from the dogs. He was stuck there for 3 hours! Cops wouldn't even go in to get him. Had to wait for my friend to get the dogs away. All that for a steering wheel off a late model Ford truck! HAHAHAHAHA! Sorry about your troubles.
Someone broke into Lil Al's El Camino on Saturday while he was at the damm Pick n Pull.... Tore it up pretty bad inside he said....****ers.... Sorry to hear about your car as well. Dave
I have a "justice" story for you... About 8 years ago, some punks decided they could have some fun and steal stuff outta people's cars in my old neighborhood. They didn't count on me coming home at 1AM. I was dropped off, the ol' Thunderbird stayed put on this night. I was in bed by 1 AM. It was summer, hot as hell. I had my upstairs bedroom window wide open. Laying in bed I head a "click!" sound, and decided to investigate. I know the sound of someone TRYING to close doors quietly. Unfortunately for these guys, I was still awake in bed. I was suspiscious. The sound got me to my feet; I sprang to my window & watched as the two sauntered over to my neighbor's soft-top jeep. I knew it was on when I saw the flashlights click on, looking into his Jeep. I ran downstairs in my skivys, and called 911. I told the lady I was witnessing a break in. As I was on the phone with her, they finished with the Jeep, and were heading to my car (while I was on the phone to the cops!) I told her "They're going over to my car!" and she said "please, don't do anything!" I told her; "I'm not going to stand here and watch them fu*k up my car!" and as they got in position, I flipped on the porch light, and swung open the front door to my house, phone up to my ear. I stood there naked except for my undies with phone in hand, The theives froze for a minute, with me standing there almost naked, their ***es nailed. As I was on the phone with 911 standing there, they took off running, but within a few seconds, there were 4 cop cars barreling down my street all with their lights off. One of them; a canine unit. They caught one of them, right away: the accomplice...the other one got away ( the son of the owner of the minivan), but HE was the one using MOM and DADDY's AEROSTAR van to do the robberies. It was only a matter of time. ALL of the people who had their **** stolen got it recovered, including me. They had been going around the neighborhood since 9 PM. Apparently, I had left my p***enger side door unlocked, and they had been by earlier. They got my cell phone and portable CD player. When I caught them, they were coming back to pry my Kenwood c***ette deck out of the dash... Since they were both minors, the only thing I clould do was go to the P.D. and pick up my stuff. I couldn't even show up in court to testify against them.... Little worry...those *******s got a cold taste of reality when they took off running, and left mommy and daddy's Aerostar parked on the wrong side of the street facing the wrong way with a lot of EVIDENCE inside. *****s. Karma is a good thing.
Yes it is. I am a strong believer in true karma, especially "The way of right action." Thanks for the justice stories. Just got home from a heavy night of drinking and a bad mood. Actually the personal space violation had little to do with it. No I was not driving my Cat' or anything else tonight. I've had a bad enough ****ing day. For any hippie ***got punk that thinks I deserved it because I fed my family with insurance jobs when I was 13, **** you. the violent man will come to a violent end. -Lao Tzu
or ignorant ********ing treehuggin save the babie whales-kill the babie humans make more hybrid's-less hotrod liberal pukes... they might have seen your DoD and Army **** hanging there, seen the "gasguzzler" as a symbol of "all that is wrong" today and took it out on your ride am i biased? hell no pieces of **** that just wanna vandalize a car and leave the shiney **** behind make me wanna vomit large chunks of my intestines
this kind of **** suxs!sorry to hear it man.years ago when I was 18 or 19 I came out of my house to see the drivers side door open on my 66 Catalina.Coming around the front of my car to the drivers side I saw a pair of legs hanging out.I had a gold necklace hanging on my mirror ,while taking it off it had fell in the floor.as I come around the front he raised up just fast enough to see me kick the door as hard as I could.YES I got him.as he made it out of the car one punch to the top of his head (he tried to duck)he hit the ground.I messed up my hand for about 3 months but it was worth it.I let him go after he managed to get to his feet after falling over more times than I can remember.the car door done more damage to his leg than I did to his hard *** head.I got my necklace back but the **** broke it getting it off my mirror.
I'm always amazed by the stupid **** people are willing to steal. I've had my car broken into twice in the last couple of years [the door doesn't lock too well. I guess I was askin' for it]. The first time they swiped my windshield wiper knob [yes, my ****ing wiper knob. I didn't notice anything else missing, though they must have gotten something more]. The second time they took a fire extinguisher I had borrowed from a friend. That **** just pisses me off. I think it would have actually bothered me less if they'd taken the stereo or something, rather than just taking **** with no apparent intention but to **** with me and invade my space. Oh well, I'll catch someone in the act one of these days...
My dad died a couple years back and left me his model A pickup. It'd been in our family since it was bought new in 1930. MY dad had bought it from his cousin in '89 and restored it...was a real cherry. I packed up a borrowed car trailer with straps and **** and my son and I drove the 1700 miles from Omaha to Oregon. When we got there, there was a cheap jewelry-box padlock on the little model A shed. I broke it off to open the swinging door to an empty shed...........I was pissed! Now I'm just homicidal. Police reports were made, several leads were investigated and the truck is still gone...........****in thieves!
hey repo i feel for ya man. i've had some **** stolen too. mostly worthless on the street. i think they do it for the thrill cause if they were doin it for $$ they'd do a better job. here's a justice story for ya. i have spent most of my adult life as dealership management s***. i repent. anyway early 1 morning the lot boy came to me after his morning walkaround & said i should call 911 as there was a guy sitting in a new car & he looked dead. it seems the little ******* decided he was gonna steal some airbags. unfortunately for him it went off while he was trying to steal it. it broke his nose & knocked him out cold. even though he was a minor & wasn't prosecuted he got the ever lovin **** knocked outta him & his parents hadda pay for the damage. ahhhhhhhsweet justice.
These are the things that keep me getting out of bed in the morning. Sometimes I walk down the street and look at random strangers and think: "You're gonna get yours!" It's just so much better when I do it myself.
I have had several cars broken into, and one stolen- even though it was recovered a few days later. I was fortunate enough to "deal" with one theif personally. I had a 1984 Mustang GT Turbo anniversary edition, which I drove to a buddys house to all get together and attend a funeral for my 18 yr. old friend who died in a car wreck. Upon leaving the house, it surprisingly wouldn't start. And before I get any ****, it was due to the plastic air tube from the air cleaner to the MAF sensor had worked it's way loose on the bottom...LOL. I ended up leaving the car at his house for a couple days. When I returned to get it, the stereo was gone, as was my wallet which I forgot and left in the car, and my battery. The dash looked like they used a sledge hammer to remove the stereo. The ***hole bragged about it, and it eventually got back to me. I found out where he was going to be, and at midnight, upon getting off work, I went to find him. He was there. I have never beat anyone so badly in all the fights I have been in. I found out he was a crack-head, and he must have been cracked out that night. I hit him with all I had in the face, and once I got him down on the ground, I just kept wailing on him. He was trying to get away more than defend himself, but I was amazed at the energy he had. That crack must be some wild ****. After I could see dark marks and blood on his face in the moonlight, I started kicking him in the ribs. By this time, a couple buddies were on me pulling me away. A couple of the crackheads friends, although nowhere to be found during the ***-whoopin, carried, or more like dragged him to their car before setting a land speed record getting the hell outta dodge. I also managed to get his wallet out of his pocket, which had like $30 or $40 in it. Not total res***ution, but it helped. But even if he had $500 on him, it would not come close to the sheer personal satisfaction of beating the living **** out of him. He paid for several peoples **** that night. Nothing I hate more than a piece of **** low life, too lazy to work thievin' ******* that has no respect for what others bust their *** for the honest way. I don't have much, but what I have is mine, and I worked for it. Sorry about your loss. I can feel my ears getting warm and the hair standing up on the back of my neck just thinking about it. Greg
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