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"Well, they finally did it. They killed my fucking car." - The Dude
So I got back from Vegas to discover my car had been stolen from my apartment complex. That's the punishment I get for thinking I shouldn't take the Neon to Vegas, I should rent a car. Now I'm driving another rental car and hoping that if the police don't find it, which is doubtful, I'll be able to find a cheap car and fast. That is looking pretty hopeful. I guess I'm just disappointed in my fellow man. I hope you enjoy the crappy brakes, the lack of a stereo and air conditioning, and all my winter coats in the trunk.