Let's be the first to put that on the side of a milk carton.
Oh my God, Brian's Jetta was stolen. Pushed right out of his driveway. It's suddenly the saddest day ever. I just want to go to Las Vegas right now to go find it before it's stripped to pieces.
Brian gave me a ride in the Jetta less than two weeks ago when I was there. I have a big crush on that car. It makes me smile.
And I can't believe Brian's car got stolen. Brian is sweet and kind and wonderful and a great guy. He put so much work into that car. It makes me really sad and very angry.
Go read about it here.
Oh baby Jetta, please come home.
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