CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
Have you ever? If so what were the circumstances?
Have you ever? If so what were the circumstances?
Sweet! I had all those figures even though my parents never took me to see the actual movies. I used to make Lobot transform into Bossk, werewolf-style. I had no idea what the hell any of them really were or did, I just made it up as I went along.this...well not this one. The circumstances? I wanted it.
Okay, here goes...
...the biggest thing was a Volvo S80. I was in Las Vegas following signs, just learning how to read them and a sign said I needed a car with a GPS device. So I walked onto a Hertz rental car lot, followed the signs to the Volvo, saw the keys were in the ignition and took it. I drove it off the lot and around Vegas for days, traded cleaning favors for food and showers and gas money. I'd clean the restroom of a truckstop and the guy gave me free showers. Anyway to make a long story short I drove it through the Mojave Desert and it got stuck in a ditch and I abandoned it and kept walking. Later when I turned up in Needles, CA, my friends pieced my story back together and came with a trailer out to where I abandoned the stolen car and hauled it back to the rental lot. No charges were pressed, they just wanted their car back. I am a lucky duck.
Sweet!though my parents never took me to see the actual movies..
Almost twenty years ago, I stole a couple Sandman books from a comic shop... It was out of spite because I realized the owner's grandson was keeping most of the comics I'd ordered for himself! This went on for almost a year before I found out other customers were experiencing the same thing as me. (What sucks is that a few of the comics "that never arrived in the shipments" are kind of hard to find now and are worth a little bit of money these days... damn it.)
Have I ganked anything else? I'll never tell! But I'll admit I got a nice little thrill out of my experiences
delirium!
Okay, here goes...
I stole books when I needed them and was too poor to buy them. I stole food from the grocey store when I had no job and my deadbeat manfriend had no job and if he was ever under the illusion of "going without" some particular thing, he made my life hell. So I stole whatever it was I thought would keep him calm that day, cookies, fancy bread, whatever. I stole to survive, not because I got a dark kick out of it. ANd the food thing was a bizarre circumstance. I am a hard worker, I was put on sedative meds after the whole Vegas scare I'm about to talk about, I COULDN'T work, it's not that I was lazy. I eventually DID go back to work AGAINST doctor's orders but the guy I was living with was freeloading and evil, it was sad sad times. So I stole food to keep him from being abusive, if thats any rationalization.
And the biggest thing was a Volvo S80. I was in Las Vegas following signs, just learning how to read them and a sign said I needed a car with a GPS device. So I walked onto a Hertz rental car lot, followed the signs to the Volvo, saw the keys were in the ignition and took it. I drove it off the lot and around Vegas for days, traded cleaning favors for food and showers and gas money. I'd clean the restroom of a truckstop and the guy gave me free showers. Anyway to make a long story short I drove it through the Mojave Desert and it got stuck in a ditch and I abandoned it and kept walking. Later when I turned up in Needles, CA, my friends pieced my story back together and came with a trailer out to where I abandoned the stolen car and hauled it back to the rental lot. No charges were pressed, they just wanted their car back. I am a lucky duck.
I don't steal things anymore. I know how to, but I don't. I had an epiphany.
Thanks for sharing your stories, guys.