We wuz robbed

I’ve had it up to here with the giant douches who keep messing with our stuff! Sometime this week, someone broke into our garage and stole all of Joe’s tools, including a hammer his grandfather used building the railroad and tools Joe used as a kid… not to mention his expensive toolbox (a gift from my parents) and his cordless drill. That’s all they took; I guess I should be grateful that they didn’t steal our bikes. And hey, they were even kind enough to leave us our lock.