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ok, so I work, then goto the race track... I get home and there is a truck in my yard, dunno whos it is, but Im gonna have it towed if its here tomorrow. Pull into my carport, and get out of the car, something smells like burning wood... I look around and there are beer bottles, someone took my cooler that I keep next to my shed, and they cooked a bunch of meat in the smoker.... It was so kind of them to leave me some for when I got home..... all over the smoker. Right now all I have to say is FUCK Raymond James, and FUCK Bucs fans. I wanna be here for the next game... Ill be sitting here with a cop. I hate people.