A few years ago some punks broke into my vehicle at 3 in the morning. I heard glass breaking and managed to catch them in the act. They had a nice jacket of mine and a few CD's and were in the process of taking my expensive golf clubs. They saw me coming with my louisville slugger and ran. I chased in hot pursuit but couldn't catch them - dam housecoat slowed me down. Although one little begger ran into a telephone pole and still managed to get away. He must have broke his nose or something as there was a trail of blood as he ran off.
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