it all happen like an hour and a half from the time im typing this thread, my brother-in-law was outside my drive in his car with a friend of his.(note* my car was parked along the street by the curb) until his friend saw the lights turn on from my car when my door open. his friend told my b-in-law and he got out the car and recognized the dude trying to stealing something from my car. as he screamed out his name, that lil theif got spooked and took off.
well, it didnt end there, my bro-in-law saw the thief's homeboy who was headed towards his van i believe, and he chased him, opened the door, and start punching him while the other dude was strapped with his seat belt. while all of this was going down, my baby was crying and i was already up trying to comfort her and was getting a bottle so she would go back to sleep. when my bro-in-law called me in a cell, i went outside, saw the passenger door opened, and the farthest the thief went in my car is just the glove compartment being opened. the funniest this about the whole situation is that the thief just lives like 50 yards long a curve of the neighborhood. and the dude that was getting his ass whoop goes to the same school that my wife, and bro-in-law's friend goes to too. (high school, wife is a senior).
what a great morning to start the week right?