Last weekend Turbo noticed all of the change was missing form the cup holder in the truck. We didn't think much of it, since the kids are always rummaging through looking for goodies and Rex claimed he took it (seemed like a lot, there was between $10-15, but not impossible if he had the right sweatshirt on).
St. Pat's day we went out to the store for some new shoes, came home, went to bed. The next morning Turbo could not find his MP3 player.
Day after that he realized he was missing some cigarettes.
I immediately chalked it up to him loosing his mind and misplacing things. He swore neither was the case. (Sure.)
Saturday, my dad started complaining about his missing cigarettes. (Crap.)
We called the cops and filed a report.
We are all assuming it's some neighborhood kids stealing fun stuff like music, quarters, and smokes. The officer told us to lock the doors, bring our valuables in. Warm weather brings out the little thieves, itching for something to do after months of being trapped indoors with nothing to do but play on their computer, wii, ps3, ipod.
Spoiled brats.
(Oh, but it was fun to tell Rex the cops were here to bust him for sucking his thumb. He was fairly worried for a minute, then decided Turbo was full of it. Smart kid.)
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