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Old 01-09-2017, 04:55 PM
kenobi 65 kenobi 65 is offline
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Originally Posted by Left Hand of Dorkness View Post
My roommate once had someone break into his car and steal his running shoes. They left their beat up crappy old sneakers behind in their place, which somehow didn't make him feel any better.
This reminded me of another story:

When my now-brother-in-law was single, he lived in an apartment building about a block from the Austin Avenue entrance ramp to the Eisenhower Expressway in Chicago. He had an older car, which he parked in a small parking lot behind his apartment.

He was awakened at 3 a.m. by his phone ringing. He answered it, and was greeted by an officer from the Illinois State Police.

"Mr. [Name], are you aware of the current whereabouts of your car?"

BIL looked out the window of his apartment, and saw an empty space where he'd parked his car.

"No, sir, I'm not. It's not where I parked it last night."

"We just found your car, abandoned, on the shoulder of the Eisenhower. Mr. [Name], I need to you own a shotgun?"

", sir. Why?"

"We found a shotgun in the back seat of your car."

"Well, that's definitely not mine."

"We suspected that it wasn't."

It appeared that the thief had hotwired the car, but it then broke down a few miles later, and the thief likely then just walked away from it, not wanting to be seen walking along the shoulder of the Ike, carrying a shotgun.

When my BIL got the car back, he discovered that the thief had opened the trunk of the car at some point, and, while he'd left the shotgun, he *had* stolen the contents of the trunk, consisting of a leather jacket and a large bottle of Tide laundry detergent.

Last edited by kenobi 65; 01-09-2017 at 04:56 PM.