As you can tell by the score I've been thumped by this guy. The Change Bandit has now struck me 3 times in probably the last six months, and each time he hits harder and harder. The first time it was just change, the second time it was change and a lighter this time it was change, a pack of smokes, and my whole ashtray where I keep my change. The thing that pisses me off most is that after he strikes I lock my car for a good while, then I get a little lazy about it then I forget for awhile then he strikes. It's probably a good thing Misses Tony Stewart's car is in the shop, because he probably would have taken all her cd's and cd player like he did to the neighbor lady. I was really drunk last night and went out for a smoke several times the last being around 3:00 am which leaves him about 3 hours of dark in which he must have struck. At first I didn't mind too much, but now I hate the change bandit, yes I do.
Not that I value my horoscope to be anywhere near the vicinity of three hundred mill, but I do wonder why they are messin' with this comet. I saw a bunch of nerds at NASA cheer when it all went off without a hitch, but why are they doing it exactly?