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Originally Posted by DMcCunney
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I heard a story on those lines years back about a guy who bought a fancy European sports car. He went on vacation, and his friends decided to play with his head. He lived in a multi-story apartment building with balconies and wide French doors opening onto the balconies.
A friend had a key to his apartment, He let himself in, and opened the doors wide. The others had hired a crane, which picked up the car and hoisted it in through the doors. The chap returned from his vacation to find his car sitting in the middle of the floor in his living room...  |
Something similar happened in my dad's neighborhood about 15 years ago.
Someone over there had bought a new, big car. The houses there don't have any garages, except for two on the end of the street. That guy had been blabbering that he was very worried that his big expensive car would be stolen. He talked about that to anyone who would listen. (Including me, even though I'm not interested in cars... driving one with my poor eyesight would probably be a criminal offense.) He drove everybody around crazy with his tales of doom.
One day that guy went on vacation, having himself driven to the airport, because he wouldn't want his car parked at the airport, of course.
His friends and/or family then also hired a crane, and had his car hoisted straight over the house into his back yard.
It goes without saying that this person wasn't too pleased when he came home, as we've heard rants about it around the neighborhood for months afterward
