In the late '80s, a friend of mine captured a scrote in the act breaking into his car.
The idiot piped up with "the police won't do a thing", quite the wrong thing to say to an 18 stone 6'3" HGV fitter, who promptly smacked the bloke silly, laid his legs over the end of the kerb, before stamping on each shin, then throwing the hapless villain into the boot of the car he'd been only two minutes earlier rifling through, before finally driving him out onto the moors and dumping him.
I'm fairly confident that particular waste of space didn't do it again though
Brian
