Got an eight gallon compressor for my birthday.
Brought it home put it in my garage.
Someone stole it today while I was at work.
Never even had a chance to take it out of the fucking box.
It's not the first break-in, a year ago they took a mountain bike. This shit never happened until meth came along.
Not interested in any hard luck stories about bad childhoods or substance problems.
Brought it home put it in my garage.
Someone stole it today while I was at work.
Never even had a chance to take it out of the fucking box.
It's not the first break-in, a year ago they took a mountain bike. This shit never happened until meth came along.
Not interested in any hard luck stories about bad childhoods or substance problems.






