Tuesday, October 10, 2006

The bastards stole my lawn mower!

OK, so I left it outside and along a wall of the house I don't always examine too closely.

OK, so it looked pretty nice and relatively newish.

OK, so I left it out there for a couple of months.

OK, today I noticed it had gone missing.

BUT...I'm not upset. I'm not angry. In fact, I'm not feeling bad in the slightest.
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Because it was busted and I was hoping some asshole would steal it. It wouldn't start, and self-propel mechanism was completely screwed, so I was pushing that heavy ass thing around like an ordinary push mower for years when it did run.

You see, some thieving jerk just saved me the effort of removing the gas tank so I could put it out with the trash (the garbage guys won't take a mower with the gas tank attached).

Its not often that someone steals your shit and you offer them thanks, so this was a special day indeed.

1 comment:

That Broad said...

Ha! That's funny. We had someone still our charcoal grill, that was not funny, we actually liked to use the thing. I never would have thought someone would steal a grill, but I guess some crack heads probably did it. We keep the new gas grill in the garage now which is sort of a pain, but hubby won't leave it out there now.