Recently, my dad decided he wanted to get rid of his normal car (from this decade) and start driving his baby blue truck that is older than I am. That was fine with everyone, but since making the switch, his truck has been broken into not once, but TWICE in our [normally] safe Nashville neighborhood.
|I mean, seriously, THIS car?!!|
I can guarantee you that this 1986 Nissan truck is the least nice car in the entire neighborhood, so I am not too sure why this robber keeps going back to it, but the e-mail my dad sent out recounting last night's events is absolutely hilarious. Enjoy.
Thankfully everyone was safe and sound, but it does make for an entertaining story!