Note: I know tan lines and being robbed of ones material goods are first world problems. The ideas sounded good at the time.
The story:
I spent my last five hundred dollars on an autograph, from a show that has been cancelled. I hold in my hand a glossy paper with four eyes staring back at me. It is pretty much the only thing I own after this weekend.
They even stole my toothbrush. What can you do with a strangers toothbrush? What is the point? The bravado of thieves.
