People have no respect anymore
#22
The easiest thing to steal off my truck would be my center caps. All you would need is an allen wrench.
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#25
sorry to hear bout your luck man...our high school wasnt like that, or least i dont think it was....most everyone knew me so my truck never got f*cked with....but this is why I carry this little toy with me at all times....stops all sorts of people lol
and i'd say the easiest thing for someone to steal off my truck would be the KC lites i just put on the bull bar on my 4x4....but like i said, most everyone in town knows me or somethin like that so usually dont have much problem
and i'd say the easiest thing for someone to steal off my truck would be the KC lites i just put on the bull bar on my 4x4....but like i said, most everyone in town knows me or somethin like that so usually dont have much problem
its a good thing they didnt know anything else to my truck like scratch it up. actually they did a good job ripping it off but once you rip it off, its pretty much ruined
#26
When I was younger my neighbor watched some guy take off a nice set of hub caps off my first car and told me, "you talk to alot of black people I thought you knew him." I wanted to beat her with the dumb stick!!! It was like I lost a small a peice of me when they were taken. Granted I was 15, and 30 bucks was alot...
Before I moved out of Philadelphia, when I came back from GA, I saw a gentlemen leaning over my rims and such at 8 PM, I was getting ready to leave to go to a party and it was pitch black. Then he walked back to his car and started taking out cinder blocks outta his trunk and his tools. He had all his tools laid out near my passenger front side wheel getting ready to take my wheels and left his car running. I walked outta my house, got in his car which was like 50 ft away and drove around the street burning rubber and riding on the curb. I parked his car leaving it running and locked the keys in it right in front of a Septa bus pickup; I ran to the back of my house, came in through the back stairs and walked out front and stole his tool box and left the four cinder blocks. I came around that corner a couple minutes later only to see he left the car running and must have started walking or got a ride. Dudes shi**y a** chevy lumina ended up getting towed by the PPA for obstructing a bus lane.
Before I moved out of Philadelphia, when I came back from GA, I saw a gentlemen leaning over my rims and such at 8 PM, I was getting ready to leave to go to a party and it was pitch black. Then he walked back to his car and started taking out cinder blocks outta his trunk and his tools. He had all his tools laid out near my passenger front side wheel getting ready to take my wheels and left his car running. I walked outta my house, got in his car which was like 50 ft away and drove around the street burning rubber and riding on the curb. I parked his car leaving it running and locked the keys in it right in front of a Septa bus pickup; I ran to the back of my house, came in through the back stairs and walked out front and stole his tool box and left the four cinder blocks. I came around that corner a couple minutes later only to see he left the car running and must have started walking or got a ride. Dudes shi**y a** chevy lumina ended up getting towed by the PPA for obstructing a bus lane.
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#28
When I was younger my neighbor watched some guy take off a nice set of hub caps off my first car and told me, "you talk to alot of black people I thought you knew him." I wanted to beat her with the dumb stick!!! It was like I lost a small a peice of me when they were taken. Granted I was 15, and 30 bucks was alot...
Before I moved out of Philadelphia, when I came back from GA, I saw a gentlemen leaning over my rims and such at 8 PM, I was getting ready to leave to go to a party and it was pitch black. Then he walked back to his car and started taking out cinder blocks outta his trunk and his tools. He had all his tools laid out near my passenger front side wheel getting ready to take my wheels and left his car running. I walked outta my house, got in his car which was like 50 ft away and drove around the street burning rubber and riding on the curb. I parked his car leaving it running and locked the keys in it right in front of a Septa bus pickup; I ran to the back of my house, came in through the back stairs and walked out front and stole his tool box and left the four cinder blocks. I came around that corner a couple minutes later only to see he left the car running and must have started walking or got a ride. Dudes shi**y a** chevy lumina ended up getting towed by the PPA for obstructing a bus lane.
Before I moved out of Philadelphia, when I came back from GA, I saw a gentlemen leaning over my rims and such at 8 PM, I was getting ready to leave to go to a party and it was pitch black. Then he walked back to his car and started taking out cinder blocks outta his trunk and his tools. He had all his tools laid out near my passenger front side wheel getting ready to take my wheels and left his car running. I walked outta my house, got in his car which was like 50 ft away and drove around the street burning rubber and riding on the curb. I parked his car leaving it running and locked the keys in it right in front of a Septa bus pickup; I ran to the back of my house, came in through the back stairs and walked out front and stole his tool box and left the four cinder blocks. I came around that corner a couple minutes later only to see he left the car running and must have started walking or got a ride. Dudes shi**y a** chevy lumina ended up getting towed by the PPA for obstructing a bus lane.
#29
sadfully my friends honda del sol was found like this in his driveway when he went outside to go to school. the thieves were not even nice enough to leave it on blocks... they left it on the ground. broken a window, stole his rims, and you cant get into the trunk in that car without a key so they somehow open the trunk halfway with it still latched. it looks like a half open can bent open. some people are crazy. needless to say that was really a sad day
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