Quote:
John Phoenix
That blows. Same holds true with cassette tapes in a really crappy old car that you become saddled with via your spouse when you are living in a city center. I would have preferred them to take the entire car, but no. Instead, a huge mess to clean up, no more mix tapes from the college era, but still left with the car and the awful tapes that my wife had in the car but the thief rightly regarded as bad enough to not steal.
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YOUNGER COP:
And was there anything of value in the car?
DUDE:
Huh? Oh. Yeah. Tape deck. Couple of Creedence tapes. And there was a, uh. . . my briefcase.
YOUNGER COP:
In the briefcase?
DUDE:
Papers. Just papers. You know, papers. My papers. Business papers.
YOUNGER COP:
And what do you do, sir?
DUDE:
I'm unemployed.
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DUDE:
You find them much? Stolen cars?
YOUNGER COP:
Sometimes. I wouldn't hold out much hope for the tape deck though.
OLDER COP:
Or the Creedence.
