...robbed my Disco last night. Stole my briefcase which I love and got in Ibiza Spain. Fawkers. Not worth much except to me. They got a bunch of other shit too, and right outside of my house. I hope they rot in hell and bad luck follows them the rest of their lives. If I don't catch them, I hope Karma does.
yeah wouldn't you love to beat them down, probably a bunch of adolescent punks, ask the kids around the hood, and see what they know. I did that before and they pointed me to the punk, lets just say I didn't call the cops