A pox
Dear Skeevy Little Car Burglar:
I wish to inform you that I will be calling forth the power of the knitters ("TPOTK") forthwith to rain curses upon your head. It is with some reluctance that I have come to this decision, but you did steal my iPod and attempt to extricate my car stereo from it's rightful location (i.e. my dashboard).
I am reluctant to wish you so much ill will and bad karma, as clearly a person who has chosen car burglary as a profession does not have too many shining paths in their future from which to choose, but one reaps what one sows. You dear burglar, will be reaping the powerful negative energy of a large group of creative individuals. The curses will vary in content and manifestation as the knitting/spinning community is very diverse. You shall never know where the next one will come, rather like a good horror movie. You can be sure that your karmic circle will be closing in upon you shortly and I wish better luck in your future endeavors.
Best regards,
The Owner of The Beige Car You Burgled Last Night












