Last night, I got back from a late gig in Rockton, Illinois.
But anyway, I was laying in bed and my brother's dog (outside dog) starts slamming into my bedroom window and growling fiercely. I am first annoyed by it and yell "shut the **** up!" several times before my sixth sense starts telling me to get up. My brother was gone for the night, he lives with me.

I get up and I move about the house and I hear a BANG come from the garage where my brother and my music gear is. I sneak to the front (assbag locks his ****ing room to the backyard) and I move to the garage and find the place is in shambles, the odd part nothing is taken.
As I inspect the place, it looks like someone was attempting to steal my stuff and was "stacking" the stuff by the door of the garage to take in sections.
In this picture, you see my brother's symbols are "removed" and boxes of wires are unscrambled as if someone was going through things. My brother claims he didn't take the symbols off, so we believe the "thief" was attempting to take his drums apart and they probably went for the symbols because the were shiny gold.
MORONS!



A bunch of boxes were shambled through and knocked over. Worthless boxes with old VHS tapes. The thief must have figured that they were not worth nothing.

From the way speakers are placed by the door, you can tell the thief was attempting to stack things they thought were worth something.

I really feel bad and lazy because I laid in bed for ten minutes yelling out the window telling the dog to shut up. Now I know this dog was at my window telling me to get up someone was in the garage.
More or less, the person that was in the garage must have been startled by my loud voice or the dog because they left everything they were attempting to steal. It would appear that my brother really needs to lock this garage more secure or next time this will not be so nice.
But anyway, I was laying in bed and my brother's dog (outside dog) starts slamming into my bedroom window and growling fiercely. I am first annoyed by it and yell "shut the **** up!" several times before my sixth sense starts telling me to get up. My brother was gone for the night, he lives with me.

I get up and I move about the house and I hear a BANG come from the garage where my brother and my music gear is. I sneak to the front (assbag locks his ****ing room to the backyard) and I move to the garage and find the place is in shambles, the odd part nothing is taken.
As I inspect the place, it looks like someone was attempting to steal my stuff and was "stacking" the stuff by the door of the garage to take in sections.
In this picture, you see my brother's symbols are "removed" and boxes of wires are unscrambled as if someone was going through things. My brother claims he didn't take the symbols off, so we believe the "thief" was attempting to take his drums apart and they probably went for the symbols because the were shiny gold.




A bunch of boxes were shambled through and knocked over. Worthless boxes with old VHS tapes. The thief must have figured that they were not worth nothing.

From the way speakers are placed by the door, you can tell the thief was attempting to stack things they thought were worth something.

I really feel bad and lazy because I laid in bed for ten minutes yelling out the window telling the dog to shut up. Now I know this dog was at my window telling me to get up someone was in the garage.
More or less, the person that was in the garage must have been startled by my loud voice or the dog because they left everything they were attempting to steal. It would appear that my brother really needs to lock this garage more secure or next time this will not be so nice.
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