I live above a bar. Not just a bar, but a real dive bar. I like most elements of my apartment, and even the bar doesn't bother me most of the time, but yesterday situation become untenable.

Yesterday morning when headed out to my car to drive to work, I discovered that some asshole had pried open the cover to my gas tank, removed the cap, and stuffed a white t-shirt into the hole.







Okay. Annoying.  I figured someone had just siphoned some gas, so I removed the t-shirt, bent the flange back...