Silly me. I should have anticipated that someone like you would break into my car and steal it. I want you to know that the Garmin you stole was a birthday present from my husband and kids. Maybe it was just another $100 bucks to you, but to me it was a valued object and, today, most needed.
To be fair, I think I should warn you that I've given you the Italian evil eye, or as my Grammy called it, the malocchio. That is not a good thing. In fact, it is the opposite.
To go along with the malocchio, I wish the following upon you: