Dec. 17th, 2004
So yeah, my car was stolen. But WHY??? 1995 Pontiac Grand-Am 4-door. Blue with a miss-matched dark green driver side door and fender. Stock radio (AM/FM/TAPE). Bumper stickers galore. Spiderman, Hulk, Hellboy and a hula-dancing doggie glued to the dash board. Back seat FULL of empty fast food containers and comic books. Dirty as a three-dollar whore.
Parked two spots away? An '86 T-Bird, Blue, mint condition. Why not take that?
Matter of fact, why not ANY of the other cars in the parking lot? Of all the cars there, mine was by far the junkiest of the bunch. What greasy hood was prowling our lot an thought to himself "Dude! Check it! Stock stereo, 3 hub caps, and all the empty fast food containers we could ever want! This is it... this is the one! And the miss-matched door just clinches it! This is the heist that's gonna put us in the history books!
Parked two spots away? An '86 T-Bird, Blue, mint condition. Why not take that?
Matter of fact, why not ANY of the other cars in the parking lot? Of all the cars there, mine was by far the junkiest of the bunch. What greasy hood was prowling our lot an thought to himself "Dude! Check it! Stock stereo, 3 hub caps, and all the empty fast food containers we could ever want! This is it... this is the one! And the miss-matched door just clinches it! This is the heist that's gonna put us in the history books!
My car was stolen today. I REALLY hope that it was stolen by someone who has never done this type of thing before, and only did it so he can afford rent and food and presents for his kids. I hope it was a really hard choice for him to make, but in the end he knew he had to do whatever he needed to do for his family. It'll be his dark secret and he'l never let on, but at least his family will have food this year.