Sooooo.... the morning after the GNO, and I mean at like 6AM, my car was thug-a-fied. I woke up to what I thought was a bear or some cageless beast roaming downtown for some grub... as I heard trash can after trash can being tipped over in the alley ways of our townhomes. I got up and looked outside and it was these 2 drunk guys. I yelled out... said a few choice words... got a nice gun threat tossed back at me... called the police. By the time the police arrived, like 5 mins later, "Someone's Car" had been damaged. The police pulled up during the rock bashing. Best part was.... it was MINE and they didn't even know it was mine. I just failed to park it in the garage after dropping off Marissa. This is the car... after the sun came up.
Dana and Jeff standing there in shock... arms crossed and pissed.
Windshield and passanger window all nice and cracked to bits. Thank goodness for safety glass... didn't shatter.
