Why do I always hear of **** going down like this?
My old car was broken into twice. First time they made off with my stereo remote, a pack of Nutterbutters and some Chips A'hoy... left all my CDs. Second time they got absolutely nothing, because it was parked in SF and I'm not an idiot.
I know some people have nothing better to do with their lives, but come on... at least try to be good at it.