Subscribe Now!The Perfect Crime
September 7th, 2007 by Karen
Picture this: you and a pal decide to sneak into a camp for children, with the intent of pulling of one amazing prank. You sneak into a quiet building. The coast is clear.
Quickly and with enthusiasm, you begin smashing stuff and setting off fire extinguishers! The mess is amazing, and no one has come to stop you!!
Drunk with excitement, you pull out your trusty black marker. On the wall is a poster for Garden Birds of Britain. You are one smart son of a gun, so the clear way to take advantage of the situation is no secret to you: deftly you scrawl “R GAY” after the title. Sheer brilliance! Completely the most clever thing you’ve ever done!!
But no! You’re not done yet! You must commit one final act, a pièce de résistance, to sum up your work.
And then it hits you! A signature!
And the best of it is, they’ll never suspect!
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It sounds ridiculous until you find out it actually happened. Then it stops being ridiculous and starts being hilarious. If only all criminals were like this: stupid and easy to find.
Reminds me of a kid in our neighborhood when I was growing up. We called him “Oddie.” He got a can of spray paint and decided to leave a message somewhere. The message was his full name, in red, on the side of his neighbor’s garage.
ALPACA WAS HERE!