Well, in August 1999, I went to my self-storage locker to find my HEAVY duty lock untouched, but on the floor ten feet away. The hasp was ripped to hell, and I was out a ruger 10-22, mossberg 500, a friend's mossberg 88, a BUSHMASTER AR-15(!), and accesories that all added up to 2k in losses. The storage facility bragged left and right about thier burglar alarm system when I got the thing, but when we were sitting there filling out paperwork with a cop,I asked: "did the burglar alarm go off?" "no, nope it didn't. It goes off real loud in the office, we would have heard it." I took them to small claims court on non-functioning burglar alarm grounds, but lost. I KNEW the mofu that did it, and I had some GOOD vengeance plans. He would have been f$#*ed and I would have scored some new guns on his dime. Long story. Anyways, I guess he musta sensed I had my sights on him, because the next I heard of him, was that he had put a glock to his head and, well, cut down on my chore list. And only 5 days after I had talked to him. The cops did find guns, but none of ours. NRA armscare insurance picked up the tab, and I got new and improved editons of what was lost only weeks before Y2K. All's well that ends well, really. I got better weapons, earth is minus one scumbag and I learned one hell of a lesson.
OneShotOneKill- My condolences.
MotelBravo- HOOOOOO-YAAAAAHHH!