:mad:
Specifically, it looks like they tried to break into the hatch while I was at work, and smashed up the whole tail end with a crowbar, right around the key hole.
:mad::mad:
I phoned the police and they’re going to have someone call me in the next 2-3 days to take a report.
Rotten Goat Felching Chicken Fucker.
BAH.
Oh, that’s not good. Well. At least they didn’t get in and steal the radio and suchlike.
Eh - there’s not much of value in the car anyhow - it’s pretty old.
If they had actually taken something, I may have considered an insurance claim, but I’m not going to pay a $500 deductable to have damage on a 15 year old car fixed.
I’m just pissed. Rotten prick-faces.
My best friend once went to his Jeep only to discover someone had somehow hammered a nail directly into the side of one of the tires. Cost him $150 to replace it :mad:
$150 for ONE tire?!
Nah - that was to replace the nail.
I’m guessing at least 2, if not all 4. Always replace in balanced pairs, consider all 4 for AWD.
When I had a new car (back in 85) and I mean brand new car about a 4 days after getting it I went do to visit a friend who worked late nights in a convience store. So after he checks out the car I just sort of hang and talk to him as the patrons come and go. Then he looks out and sees two guys sitting on my car and doing something. I go out to ask them to get off my car and a cop happens by. I notice that some fucking stuff have been scratched into the car right by where they were sitting. It looked like the start of writing.
The cop ‘investigated’ by asking the guys ‘did scratch his car?’ "Golly gee officer, no we didn’t!’ Then to me ‘Well, I guess we can’t prove anything.’
FUCK YOU I KNOW GODDAMN WELL THAT WASN’T THERE BEFORE!!!
Two days later a van backed into the front end of my car.
That was the only ‘new’ car I ever had.
It cost me $130 to replace one tire on my Passat a few months ago.
My tires were $130 each when I replaced them last year.
I filed a police report. Now I suppose I just wait and see if they catch the fucker.
::grumble grumble grumble::
Some idjits just like to damage things. There were some thugs roming around the parking lot for my brother’s apartment building for a while, late at night. Building security knew about the thugs but had trouble catching them in the act of vandalization. One morning, my brother found the passenger-side window of his Porsche broken. Everything was still there though, even the couple hundred dollars’ worth of computer equipment.
That sucks. My truck got broken into a month or so ago, and I bitched all over the place about it. A friend’s e-mail on the topic is worth quoting here:
Hope this eases your distress somewhat. It eased mine, because I couldn’t stop laughing long enough to get mad again.
Uh,
They just smashed the end of my car a little - they didn’t steal it and use it to run over 27 people and a small dog.
I think perhaps a punch in the nose, rather than steaming hot lead in the entrails, would be more my speed.
Amateur!
Yeah, but the thought of hot lead, even though one wouldn’t act on it, can be very cathartic.
My friend who wrote that is a big joker, I should add; he wouldn’t actually scorch someone’s entrails with hot lead. (Just in case something breaks national news about “The Hot Lead Killer,” I don’t want anyone looking my way for leads. Hot leads, even.)
I think I told one of my friends I wanted to find the person and wack them with my ruler.
She thought I was an amateur as well. 
Indeed. Sic a nun on them to smack them with her ruler!
But, what if it were bunnies instead of a small dog? Hmmm?
Sorry to hear about it, Al. Sadly, Calgary is becoming more of a big city than we wish to admit. I’ll still take it over Baltimore, any day.
Good luck finding these punks.
Ya know, I’m having a really bad week.