oh man what an interesting thread hahahahaha sorry dude im not laughing at you it just reminds me of when my buddy got his 8 foot plant stolen by one of his best friends who used to live in his neighborhood. harvest time is nearing and one day we come over and hes chillin in his garage where we usually hang out in. hes looking at me and my 2 friends and i just get this feeling like something is wrong. he mentions someone ripped him off the night before. his plant was right next to the garage wall between his house.behind his garage is an alley. so as where there trying to consult our comrad and trying to express our innocence about the whole situation his neighbor to the left tells him he heard some noise last night and checked it out and saw what was like a person stuffing something in a red car and speed off. Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding IT WAS FU*KIN TIMMY!!!!! now since timmy no longer lived in the neighborhood one of my partners who i was with showed us where he lived. and we went there..oh yes...so we get there park and post up, his car aint there. we wait. 30 minutes of complete silence....shits getting exciting n shit im amped up ready to jump a homie on some foul sh*t!!!! me my buddy (who knew where he lived) my big homie who got ripped and his bigger cousin. see him pull up we wait till he stops his car gets out, boom we calmly get out he doesnt notice us then as hes heading home looks to left and sees us his eyes fuckin open up like he was just caught jerkin off and boom runs into his house..he knew he fucked up..my buddy yells and calls him a piece of shit and him and his cousin pull out bats and completely destroy his car body, windows and anything else you can break in a hurry. me and my buddy are just lookin wishin we had bats too. we get in the car grab some beer and a sack and go home. Timmy of course was on that Crystal Meth.......... I havent seen timmy since. NUG LLIFE.