Man, sorry to hear that. This sort of thing shits me to tears.
I hate thieves. Low life assholes. I have always said to my wife, if I ever catch someone in our house trying to steal stuff, then I'd surely be up for murder.
But murder is too easy on them and I'd only go to jail. So, I think what they do in Iran is the best way - chop off a hand. That way, for the rest of their miserable existence they can look at their stump and know they lost their limb 'cos they're a lo-life theif.
Thieves often come back again. They now know your place and assume you'll replace the lost goods with the insurance money. In time, they'll be back. Now is the time to get some survellance cameras installed and prepare for their return.
I also hate bastards that side swipe your car in the car park. I hate mongrels who throw rocks off bridges into on coming traffic. I hate Jacki-O and I hate pumpkin and brussel sprouts also. Crikey, I hate a lot of things.... better take another prozac now to calm down...
Sat, 17 July 2004 06:30
