So I wake up this morning to go to school, and I do my usual, go out side, start my car up, roll down the window, and have a cigarette. You know, your normal everyday routine. I get to school and I begin to close the window on my car...low and behold it doesnt close all the way. I figure my power windows just died, the fuse went bad or some shit. I get out of my car to examine the window, cause you know these CB7s, the windows always come out of the damn rack. I look close and I noticed the metal window paneling below my window was partially pulled off. At this point I could feel anger boiling throughout my body. I looked at the rubber molding around my window and saw scratches (and a shitload of them at that) from what was probably a flathead screwdriver.
To my knowledge this has been the 4th attempt someone has made to steal my car. All of them have failed. And I'm starting to think it's someone who knows me. CAuse I used to live in an apartment and they tried it there and failed. Then I lived in a townhouse, where another failure occuered, and it happened twice at my dad's house (the 1st attempt and most previous attempt). You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to sleep in my car with a knife while the door is unlocked, and when someone opens the door they're going to taste some sharp metal fury. And I'll leave their blood all over my car as a warning to any other thieves.
To my knowledge this has been the 4th attempt someone has made to steal my car. All of them have failed. And I'm starting to think it's someone who knows me. CAuse I used to live in an apartment and they tried it there and failed. Then I lived in a townhouse, where another failure occuered, and it happened twice at my dad's house (the 1st attempt and most previous attempt). You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to sleep in my car with a knife while the door is unlocked, and when someone opens the door they're going to taste some sharp metal fury. And I'll leave their blood all over my car as a warning to any other thieves.
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