About 25 years ago I was downtown Seattle and came out to find some punk sitting in my drivers seat and had my stereo on his lap. I ripped the door open and said "what the F you think you're doing!". He tried to stab me with a screw driver and I swung him around and planted his face into the door jamb. He bounced off and ran away fast without my stereo and I'm sure a pretty good mark on his face. Those were different times though. Today he or his lookout buddy would have put holes in me. Petty thief punks need to be exterminated.

Salmo, your stuff has probably already been sold to other rats.