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To the Guy Who Tried to Mug Me in Downtown Savannah night before last.
Date: 05-27-09, 1:43 A M EST.
I was the guy wearing the black Burberry jacket that you demanded that I
hand over, shortly after you pulled the knife on my girlfriend and me,
threatening our lives.
You also asked for my girlfriend's purse and earrings.
I can only hope that you somehow come across this rather important message.
First, I'd like to apologize for your embarrassment when I drew my pistol
after you took my jacket. The evening was not that cold, and I was wearing
the jacket for a reason.
My girlfriend had just bought me that Kimber Model 1911 .45 ACP pistol for
my birthday, and we had picked up a shoulder holster for it that very
evening.
Obviously you agree that it is a very Intimidating weapon when pointed at
your head, wasn't it?
I know it probably wasn't fun walking back to wherever you'd come from
bare footed since I made you leave your shoes, cell phone, and wallet with
me. [That prevented you from calling or running to your buddies to come
help mug us again].
After I called your mother, or "Momma" as you had her listed in your cell,
I explained the entire episode of what you'd done. Then I went and filled up
my gas tank as well as four other people's in the gas station on your credit
card. The guy with the big motor home took 150 gallons and was extremely
grateful!
I gave your shoes to a homeless guy outside Vinnie Van Go Go's, along with
all the cash in your wallet. [That made his day!]
I then threw your wallet into the big pink "pimp mobile" that was parked at
the curb ... after I broke the windshield and side window and keyed the
entire driver's side of the car.
Later, I called a bunch of phone sex numbers from your cell phone.
Ma Bell just now shut down the line, although I only used the phone for a
little over a day now, so what's going on with that?
Earlier, I managed to get in two threatening phone calls to the DA's office
and one to the FBI, while mentioning President Obama as my possible target.
The FBI guy seemed really intense and we had a nice long chat (I guess while
he traced your number etc.).
In a way, perhaps I should apologize for not killing you ... but I feel this
type of retribution is a far more appropriate punishment for your threatened
crime. I wish you well as you try to sort through some of these rather
immediate pressing issues, and can only hope that you have the opportunity
to reflect upon, and perhaps reconsider the career path you've chosen to
pursue in life.
Remember, next time you might not be so lucky.
Have a good day!
Thoughtfully yours,
Alex
P.S. Remember this motto.
An armed society makes for a more civil society!
To the Guy Who Tried to Mug Me in Downtown Savannah night before last.
Date: 05-27-09, 1:43 A M EST.
I was the guy wearing the black Burberry jacket that you demanded that I
hand over, shortly after you pulled the knife on my girlfriend and me,
threatening our lives.
You also asked for my girlfriend's purse and earrings.
I can only hope that you somehow come across this rather important message.
First, I'd like to apologize for your embarrassment when I drew my pistol
after you took my jacket. The evening was not that cold, and I was wearing
the jacket for a reason.
My girlfriend had just bought me that Kimber Model 1911 .45 ACP pistol for
my birthday, and we had picked up a shoulder holster for it that very
evening.
Obviously you agree that it is a very Intimidating weapon when pointed at
your head, wasn't it?
I know it probably wasn't fun walking back to wherever you'd come from
bare footed since I made you leave your shoes, cell phone, and wallet with
me. [That prevented you from calling or running to your buddies to come
help mug us again].
After I called your mother, or "Momma" as you had her listed in your cell,
I explained the entire episode of what you'd done. Then I went and filled up
my gas tank as well as four other people's in the gas station on your credit
card. The guy with the big motor home took 150 gallons and was extremely
grateful!
I gave your shoes to a homeless guy outside Vinnie Van Go Go's, along with
all the cash in your wallet. [That made his day!]
I then threw your wallet into the big pink "pimp mobile" that was parked at
the curb ... after I broke the windshield and side window and keyed the
entire driver's side of the car.
Later, I called a bunch of phone sex numbers from your cell phone.
Ma Bell just now shut down the line, although I only used the phone for a
little over a day now, so what's going on with that?
Earlier, I managed to get in two threatening phone calls to the DA's office
and one to the FBI, while mentioning President Obama as my possible target.
The FBI guy seemed really intense and we had a nice long chat (I guess while
he traced your number etc.).
In a way, perhaps I should apologize for not killing you ... but I feel this
type of retribution is a far more appropriate punishment for your threatened
crime. I wish you well as you try to sort through some of these rather
immediate pressing issues, and can only hope that you have the opportunity
to reflect upon, and perhaps reconsider the career path you've chosen to
pursue in life.
Remember, next time you might not be so lucky.
Have a good day!
Thoughtfully yours,
Alex
P.S. Remember this motto.
An armed society makes for a more civil society!
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