What a fuckin' weekend to beat all weekends. If you are offended by profanity, stop reading now. If you are a thief, lookout, because there will come a day when your life will be in a victim's hands and you will painfully regret every fucking crime you ever perpetrated.
First: Saturday, sometime between 1000-noon when I was playing ball hockey some fucknut cut the soft top on my Sidekick and boosted my car stereo and the Visa card from the wallet I had stupidly left in the glovebox. This was at a park, for chrissakes, with people around.
Second: Today we get a call from someone on our strata council that several cars were broken into in the underground parking and that ours was one of them. I go down, and the first thing I see is that our 2003 Subaru Forester has been fucking stolen. So much for Subaru's fucking immobilizer technology. I go check on my Sidekick, not expecting much since everything of value had already been stolen, to find that the fucksticks had punched the lock. Did they not bother to look inside first?
The only consolation is that my bike is at a friend's place, or sure as shit I'd be missing that too.
DIE MOTHERFUCKING THIEVES DIE