Fucking horrible bastard tree-stealing arses.
You know that picture I posted of my Magnolia flower?
Well, today whilst I was out, someone came and stole my Magnolia tree from right outside my house. I live in a dead end village in the middle of nowhere, there's hardly any 'through' traffic. The tree was about five feet tall, it was in a big pot about a metre wide and about half a metre deep, and it would have taken at least two people to carry it. They would have needed a van to take it away.
This means that it wasn't just opportunist crime, but totally premeditated. Some fucker drove past my house and thought, 'What a lovely tree in a lovely pot, I think I'll come back with a mate and a van and steal that."
Either that or they thought they'd get a few quid for it in a car boot sale.
Bastards.
My Mum bought it for me when it was just tiny and I've lavished care and attention on it for three years. It had eight flowers on it this year. That's really good for a Magnolia tree that age.
I am so upset, and so angry! What kind of horrible, low-life git steals a fucking tree?
People, they really, really suck sometimes.
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