Yeah… my drinks were heisted. But considering it was stolen by Mike as he was getting the last of his stuff out of my garage, I’m not gonna trip on it too much. I mean, we established Mike was a thief the last time he moved out of my place. So its not coming as any great shock. And the Sobe isn’t that expensive to begin with. Fortunantly I did put that lock on my door, lest the theivery be greater.
There be a hurting boy out there, trying to throw some punches… tryin to interfere in my associations with others. Tryin desperately to bring me pain in one way or another.
Some people just don’t learn, no matter how hard you beat them over the head.