Phone stolen at Baskin Robbins

Today I got flustered while buying an ice cream cake for my dad’s birthday, and set my phone down on the counter… then left without it.

Surveillance camera showed the low-life behind me pick it up and put it in his pocket.  He turned it off quickly thereafter, at least according to Find My iPhone… and when he turned it back on, I had already preset it to delete everything, and render the phone ID and SIM card inoperable.

So enjoy your new paperweight, you fucking hapless sneak-thief dickhead.  I hope you get Lou Gehrig’s disease and waste away slowly in agonizing pain, with only your empty beer cans and apartment roaches to mourn you before they slowly feed on your dead corpse.

Anyway, pal… maybe send me your phone number to gigantepicante11-at-gmail-dot-com? I’ve lost everything.  A little bummed about that actually.  iCloud, don’t fail me now, but need to get a new phone first….