I got cleaned out my damned self several years ago. Remember that Dj Quik line "they thought I was gonna play the front row, just because my equipment got stole". They stole both my 1200's, all my vinyl, a Rane mixer and some other assorted sh1t. The crazy part about it was, earlier that evening, a coworker totally unrelated to the ex roommate told me to move my gear back to my mom's house.

I get home that night and well

I'm pretty(flowers it-damned sure) my ex roommate had something to do with it, but oh well, I manned up and took that L and worked my ass off for three more months to save up for some new gear.