You saw fit to break out my car window to steal a plastic skeleton that I had been used for a fun art project, as well as a nice bag that contained work papers, my prescription sunglasses, and a gift from my wife. All these things, while cool (they were mine, so of course they were), will likely get you very little money for heroin.

The big red tool box you left behind however, contains about two thousand some odd dollars in Magic cards. My insurance will replace the window, I've already ordered a new bag, and I can live without the sunglasses and my skeleton, but I just wanted to tell you that you passed up a goldmine of easy to sell geek goodies that you could have shot up your arm over the next couple of days. Asshole.