Found this on m6amba's facebook:

To
> the Guy Who Tried to Mug Me in Downtown Savannah night
> before last.
> Date: 2009-05-27, 1:43
> a.m. E.S.T.
> I was the guy wearing
> the black Burberry jacket that you
> demanded that I hand over, shortly after you pulled the
> knife on me and my girlfriend, threatening our lives. You
> also asked for my girlfriend's purse and earrings. I can
> only hope that you somehow come across this rather important
> message.
> First, I'd like to
> apologize for your embarrassment; I didn't expect you to
> actually crap in your pants when I drew my pistol after you
> took my jacket. The evening was not that cold, and I was
> wearing the jacket for a reason. My girlfriend had just
> bought me that Kimber Model 1911 .45 ACP pistol
> for my birthday, and we had picked up a shoulder holster
> for it that very evening. Obviously you agree that it is a
> very intimidating weapon when pointed at your head ...
> isn't it?!
> I know it probably
> wasn't fun walking back to wherever you'd come from
> with that brown sludge in your pants. I'm sure it was
> even worse walking bare-footed since I made you leave your
> shoes, cell phone, and wallet with me. [That prevented you
> from calling or running to your buddies to come help mug us
> again].
> After I called your
> mother, or "Momma" as you had her listed in your
> cell, I explained the entire episode of what you'd done.
> Then I went and filled up my gas tank as well as those of
> four other people in the gas station, -- on your credit
> card. The guy with the big motor home took 150 gallons and
> was extremely grateful!
> I
> gave your shoes to a homeless guy outside Vinnie Van Go
> Go's, along with all the cash in your wallet. [That made
> his day!]
> I then threw your wallet
> into the big pink "pimp mobile" that was parked at
> the curb .. after I broke the windshield and side window and
> keyed the entire driver's side of the car.
> Later, I called a bunch
> of phone sex numbers from your cell phone. Ma Bell just now
> shut down the line, although I only used the phone for a
> little over a day now, so what 's going on with that?
> Earlier, I managed to get in two threatening phone calls to the
> DA's office and one to the FBI, while mentioning President
> Obama as my possible target.
> The FBI guy seemed
> really intense and we had a nice long chat (I guess while he
> traced your number etc.).
> In a way, perhaps I
> should apologize for not killing you ... but I feel this
> type of retribution is a far more appropriate punishment for
> your threatened crime. I wish you well as you try to sort
> through some of these rather immediate pressing issues, and
> can only hope that you have the opportunity to reflect upon,
> and perhaps reconsider, the career path you've chosen to
> pursue in life. Remember, next time you might not be so
> lucky.
> Have a good day!
> Thoughtfully
> yours,
> Alex
> P.S.
> Remember this motto ... An armed society makes for a more
> civil society!

 

LAWL!

Good story. I expected a happy ending and boy, did I get a happy one.

 

You were masturbating? Have you no shame?

 

You were the one who was telling me what to do over the webcam.

 

aww you guys are so cute.

Funny story though. Not entirely sure how true it is, but still a funny *** story

 

i saw a slightly different version that didn't have Obama's name in it. i think it was a better version.