Re: Dirty little secrets
When I was around 11, I stole a rich bratty neighbors bike. Repainted it and changed the handle bars. It made for a wicked good jumping bike.
To avoid suspicion, had my my call the cops to see if anyone had reported it missing figuring they'd let me keep it since no one could identify it.
The cops came, took it away and gave to some poor kid in town. Served me right eh?
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