So now we are fairly certain that it was a woman who took my Ipod. Apparently, a leather jacket was stolen from the ladies' locker room that very same morning. There is a list of everyone that was in the gym at the time of the heist. Now that list gets even shorter. Can you hear our footsteps yet, broad? Are you sweating yet, slut? Your fuckin' days are numbered, strumpet. To quote nearly every cop-and-robber type movie, "You gotta go down for this thing."
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Your going to eat some crow when your ipod turns up wedged between dirty socks in your locker...
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