ShopliftingWhen I was young and impressionable and on holiday in France, I followed some friends into a sweet shop and we each stole something. I was so mortified by this, I returned them.
My lack of French hampered this somewhat - they had no idea why the small English boy wanted to add some chews to the open box, and saw it as an attempt by a nasty foreigner oik to contaminate their stock. Not my best day.
What have you lifted?
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chthonic, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 11:13)
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OMFG - Just recalled I'm a jewelry thief!Roll back to me age eight in teh seventies. My mother was running a local church jumble sale, and was setting up the tat. Somehow, I got that magpie feeling when I spied the glint of some shiny earrings attached to a card. Fantastic! They would do just grand.
So I pocketed them. I was to give them to the babysitter next time she looked after me. She was the love of my life, age 18 and legs up to her arse.. a prettier girl you could not meet. I would present her with the jewels, she would fall in love with me, and she would forever give me that feeling that made little-madone pop out of the front of my pyjamas whilst watching Play For Today (sometimes anyway).
As it turned out, I didn't have the balls to proclaim my love for this girl, so I stuffed the jewels down a grid before the Sweeney came and nicked me.
In retrospect, she was a real woofer and way too freckly!
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Piper Alpha is being a grumpy northerm bastard on:, Wed 16 Jan 2008, 10:22,
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I stole pretty jewellery from a church jumble sale as well.I still don't feel bad. The Church I lived near was extortionate in the amount of money they tried to raise from the local old people.
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Bats, Wed 16 Jan 2008, 10:57,
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hmmmdoesnt everyone have legs upto their arses?
:P
ill be quiet now...
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