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Aw Jen, that bites. My friend's car just got broken into the other day and they stole everything. Radio, the paperwork for the car, all the junk in her trunk, shoes, cds, all of it. Worse part was that she had left her license in the car and now that's gone, too, along with all her personal information. Oh yeah, and they popped her ignition so she can't even drive the car.

I really do think these kind of people have some bad karma and they'll get theirs in the end.

Liz wrote:

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Aw Jen, that bites. My friend's car just got broken into the other day and they stole everything. Radio, the paperwork for the car, all the junk in her trunk, shoes, cds, all of it. Worse part was that she had left her license in the car and now that's gone, too, along with all her personal information. Oh yeah, and they popped her ignition so she can't even drive the car. I really do think these kind of people have some bad karma and they'll get theirs in the end.

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The exact same thing happened to my brother in law 3 weeks ago, he has a shiny red sports car and couldn't find parking inside our complex and parked it in the street. They broke the passenger window & stole his stereo & all his CDs.

As Liz said above - I really do think these kind of people have some bad karma and they'll get theirs in the end.

Ugh! That totally sucks, I'm sorry.

That's so horrible.  Of course, it would be awful for someone to break in to steal something, but I think this is extra bad because they were just doing it to be cruel.  Hopefully, someone will trash their car.

Oh, that sucks. I actually got rid of my car 3 years ago after 2 incidents in a month where someone plowed into my car as it was parked on the street in front of my building. That was $500 a pop!

The second time, someone left a note saying they witnessed it and left the license plate number, but they signed "A concerned neighbor." So because I had no actual eyewitness I couldn't go after they guy. He lived around the block from me and had a car that was being held together by duct tape. He denied it, of course, even though his car's turquoise paint was all over my bumper. I was really bitter. But, then one day I saw him...he was severly obese, out of breath, sweaty, filthy and clearly was struggling in many ways. I can't explain it, he just seemed like a miserable old bastard and I kind of felt sorry for him.