I’ve Been Robbed…Thanks!

So, I got robbed. I was theived, along with a few others last night as some people (who will be referred to from here on out as sucka faces) took a bunch of car stereos. See what I mean; dastardly!

At least they were nice about it and left all the wires in tact…but they did take a nice variety of English and Swedish death metal CDs I had burnt a couple years ago. BASTARDS! The point is, I’m mad because I have to pay for the damages and I don’t have theft insurance. But, I must thank said sucka faces because they’ve really helped me find new uses for some certain things: the remote, faceplate case and manual for the CD player that were left behind.

Just think of all the things you can do with this stuff…I had honestly forgotten about this literal goldmine of treasures!

Take the remote control for instance; I can pretend it works on my stereo receiver.

Or I can pretend it works on my friends TV.

Or even my PRIMA brand DVD player…limitless options? YES!

As for the faceplate case, think I’ll ever have a problem finding a place for my pencils and such again? Well, the answer is going to be no time infinity.

Whenever I do the laundry, I constantly find myself searching for fabric softener sheets. No longer shall this be a problem!

“Hey Chris, where’d the tuna go?” “Did you check the tuna case?” Nuff said!

And for all the times you want to hide that embarrassing anti-itch cream but don’t know how to conceal it in public areas; problem solved. Oh, and for the CD player manual, it makes a handy siphon for booze-in-mouth type activities.

Thanks thieves!

(Oh, and for the record, it only pisses me off because they further damaged my already shitty truck that I was intending on selling shortly. But, to be honest, the thieves took a CD player…a measly little CD player that has devaluated itself to a point of being worthless by this point in time. The CDs they took, let’s check out the bands: Type O Negative, Cradle of Filth, In Flames, Turbonegro, and the Wu-Tang Clan. This is the shit I like to listen to when I’m driving; but, they’re all old shittty scratched up burnt CDs with absolutely no value. Sure, it breaks my balls, but nothing like this breaks my balls!