Some dude tried to merc me over my 7 year old android and that wasn't the worst part. The cops who responded literally searched me, made me explain my tattoos to prove they weren't gang related, told me to stop crying, and told me it was my fault I almost got offed for going to subway. I fucking hate America. The only reason I'll be able to sleep is because I have 120 pounds of "fuck you" guarding me. (I love my pitbull son)
Christ, I'm glad you're okay. Hope you won't have to go through any more of this shit, seeing how much you've already been through as I've read. Pat and cuddle the doggy for me.