I woke up to the sound of the phone, its my sister, i hear my mom crying in the background, my mom's car has been stolen. police have been called, and there was a bicycle left in the front lawn. the police are gonna take it for fingerprints. I'm feel so f*cking pissed off. i seriously want to find the sh*thead who did it, and possibly dip his head in a septic tank. and then break his limbs. first her house ia broken to, a month later, this. my mom is losing her mind with this and the fact her brother (who is physically handicapped because of a stroke) is in juarez, a place that needs to be nuked. i need to help her out but i feel that just being there isnt enough.