Get back here, thief. Get back and take my damn CDs. And my stereo.
Do you honestly like my roommate's music more than mine? Why'd you steal his CDs
and not mine? Hell, you even stole his laundry bag and didn't take one thing
from my room. I understand why you didn't want my speakers—they were heavy. But
ignoring my computer while taking his broken old VCR? That's offensive. It was
a Mac, too, not some cheap PC. Probably a classic you could've sold to some
nerd on eBay for good money. It made sense when those guys who stole my car
radio didn't take my tapes. Nobody's going to pay for crappy old fraternity
party mixes. But you, you're just rude. Insurance will cover what my roommate
lost, and pay for the door you ripped off its hinges. But you hurt my feelings,
and there's no insurance for that.
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