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Most illegal thing you have done?

Most illegal thing you have done?

STOP THATS ACTUALLY SO FUNNY
LFMAOCNXK

edit: tf why didn’t it quote you
 
I approach the large abode belonging to a resident who resided not to far from my own in the dusk of Halloween night. The building appears to be unguarded. Do I go for the large unlocked wooden entryway? No. I go for the shimmering plastic storage containing a child's treasure; it's priceless. As I approach the container, out stands a sign with powerful print reading, "Please take only one". Said words had felt so daunting, yet so inviting. While was not going to discard the sign, I came to the conclusion to discard the message. As the adrenaline flowed through me like a friendly ocean waves, I decided to push myself closer to the plastic bowl. Knees bent low, breathing slow, and every step was silent. Before I made my move, I looked around for any civilians who could serve as witnesses to my crime, but there was no one. No soul to ever prove I had even seen this treasure. I was now in reach of the paper, with the inscribed command. I took a closer look at it, knowing how I was going to completely disobey. I drew out all the rebellious energy I could, clenching my teeth, inhaling through my nose, and I took the final step to be overlooking such treasure. I gazed at the sign one last time and let out a silent scoff, as I decided to take not one piece of candy, but two! I felt as if I could rule the world, knowing I had committed this crime with such ease. I sprinted home faster than I had ever sprinted before, motivating myself with the fear of being caught. I finally arrived home, where I had not told a soul of my behavior. I approached my room, and waiting for me was my bed, which I had sunk into like it had just been water. No need to prepare lines in court, no need to spend my life in jail. No one had seen me, I had been just a shadow in darkness. I enjoyed my extra piece of candy knowing I had fully worked for it. One might describe such crime as stealing candy from a baby, but I had just stolen candy from a plastic bowl with a sign saying "Please take only one". The next day, I woke to the noise of glass shattering in my bedroom window, as one man in a black uniform jumped into my room, as 3 more broke down my bedroom door. It was the FBI, who had found out about my crimes. After my guilty sentence, I was bound to 20 years behind bars, despite my age no older than a kindergartener. When others found out about my crimes, the inmates were disgusted with my actions, and felt I was too vicious and terrible to be even remotely close to their cell, so they sprinted away from me whenever I was in eye sight of them. I was done for. When I would be released, my life would be over. I wouldn't be able to get a job, nor live anywhere. My life was ruined.
 
ZVoltage said:
I approach the large abode belonging to a resident who resided not to far from my own in the dusk of Halloween night. The building appears to be unguarded. Do I go for the large unlocked wooden entryway? No. I go for the shimmering plastic storage containing a child's treasure; it's priceless. As I approach the container, out stands a sign with powerful print reading, "Please take only one". Said words had felt so daunting, yet so inviting. While was not going to discard the sign, I came to the conclusion to discard the message. As the adrenaline flowed through me like a friendly ocean waves, I decided to push myself closer to the plastic bowl. Knees bent low, breathing slow, and every step was silent. Before I made my move, I looked around for any civilians who could serve as witnesses to my crime, but there was no one. No soul to ever prove I had even seen this treasure. I was now in reach of the paper, with the inscribed command. I took a closer look at it, knowing how I was going to completely disobey. I drew out all the rebellious energy I could, clenching my teeth, inhaling through my nose, and I took the final step to be overlooking such treasure. I gazed at the sign one last time and let out a silent scoff, as I decided to take not one piece of candy, but two! I felt as if I could rule the world, knowing I had committed this crime with such ease. I sprinted home faster than I had ever sprinted before, motivating myself with the fear of being caught. I finally arrived home, where I had not told a soul of my behavior. I approached my room, and waiting for me was my bed, which I had sunk into like it had just been water. No need to prepare lines in court, no need to spend my life in jail. No one had seen me, I had been just a shadow in darkness. I enjoyed my extra piece of candy knowing I had fully worked for it. One might describe such crime as stealing candy from a baby, but I had just stolen candy from a plastic bowl with a sign saying "Please take only one". The next day, I woke to the noise of glass shattering in my bedroom window, as one man in a black uniform jumped into my room, as 3 more broke down my bedroom door. It was the FBI, who had found out about my crimes. After my guilty sentence, I was bound to 20 years behind bars, despite my age no older than a kindergartener. When others found out about my crimes, the inmates were disgusted with my actions, and felt I was too vicious and terrible to be even remotely close to their cell, so they sprinted away from me whenever I was in eye sight of them. I was done for. When I would be released, my life would be over. I wouldn't be able to get a job, nor live anywhere. My life was ruined.
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I was your cell mate
 
ZVoltage said:
I approach the large abode belonging to a resident who resided not to far from my own in the dusk of Halloween night. The building appears to be unguarded. Do I go for the large unlocked wooden entryway? No. I go for the shimmering plastic storage containing a child's treasure; it's priceless. As I approach the container, out stands a sign with powerful print reading, "Please take only one". Said words had felt so daunting, yet so inviting. While was not going to discard the sign, I came to the conclusion to discard the message. As the adrenaline flowed through me like a friendly ocean waves, I decided to push myself closer to the plastic bowl. Knees bent low, breathing slow, and every step was silent. Before I made my move, I looked around for any civilians who could serve as witnesses to my crime, but there was no one. No soul to ever prove I had even seen this treasure. I was now in reach of the paper, with the inscribed command. I took a closer look at it, knowing how I was going to completely disobey. I drew out all the rebellious energy I could, clenching my teeth, inhaling through my nose, and I took the final step to be overlooking such treasure. I gazed at the sign one last time and let out a silent scoff, as I decided to take not one piece of candy, but two! I felt as if I could rule the world, knowing I had committed this crime with such ease. I sprinted home faster than I had ever sprinted before, motivating myself with the fear of being caught. I finally arrived home, where I had not told a soul of my behavior. I approached my room, and waiting for me was my bed, which I had sunk into like it had just been water. No need to prepare lines in court, no need to spend my life in jail. No one had seen me, I had been just a shadow in darkness. I enjoyed my extra piece of candy knowing I had fully worked for it. One might describe such crime as stealing candy from a baby, but I had just stolen candy from a plastic bowl with a sign saying "Please take only one". The next day, I woke to the noise of glass shattering in my bedroom window, as one man in a black uniform jumped into my room, as 3 more broke down my bedroom door. It was the FBI, who had found out about my crimes. After my guilty sentence, I was bound to 20 years behind bars, despite my age no older than a kindergartener. When others found out about my crimes, the inmates were disgusted with my actions, and felt I was too vicious and terrible to be even remotely close to their cell, so they sprinted away from me whenever I was in eye sight of them. I was done for. When I would be released, my life would be over. I wouldn't be able to get a job, nor live anywhere. My life was ruined.
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Damn. You should be a writer.
 
ZVoltage said:
I approach the large abode belonging to a resident who resided not to far from my own in the dusk of Halloween night. The building appears to be unguarded. Do I go for the large unlocked wooden entryway? No. I go for the shimmering plastic storage containing a child's treasure; it's priceless. As I approach the container, out stands a sign with powerful print reading, "Please take only one". Said words had felt so daunting, yet so inviting. While was not going to discard the sign, I came to the conclusion to discard the message. As the adrenaline flowed through me like a friendly ocean waves, I decided to push myself closer to the plastic bowl. Knees bent low, breathing slow, and every step was silent. Before I made my move, I looked around for any civilians who could serve as witnesses to my crime, but there was no one. No soul to ever prove I had even seen this treasure. I was now in reach of the paper, with the inscribed command. I took a closer look at it, knowing how I was going to completely disobey. I drew out all the rebellious energy I could, clenching my teeth, inhaling through my nose, and I took the final step to be overlooking such treasure. I gazed at the sign one last time and let out a silent scoff, as I decided to take not one piece of candy, but two! I felt as if I could rule the world, knowing I had committed this crime with such ease. I sprinted home faster than I had ever sprinted before, motivating myself with the fear of being caught. I finally arrived home, where I had not told a soul of my behavior. I approached my room, and waiting for me was my bed, which I had sunk into like it had just been water. No need to prepare lines in court, no need to spend my life in jail. No one had seen me, I had been just a shadow in darkness. I enjoyed my extra piece of candy knowing I had fully worked for it. One might describe such crime as stealing candy from a baby, but I had just stolen candy from a plastic bowl with a sign saying "Please take only one". The next day, I woke to the noise of glass shattering in my bedroom window, as one man in a black uniform jumped into my room, as 3 more broke down my bedroom door. It was the FBI, who had found out about my crimes. After my guilty sentence, I was bound to 20 years behind bars, despite my age no older than a kindergartener. When others found out about my crimes, the inmates were disgusted with my actions, and felt I was too vicious and terrible to be even remotely close to their cell, so they sprinted away from me whenever I was in eye sight of them. I was done for. When I would be released, my life would be over. I wouldn't be able to get a job, nor live anywhere. My life was ruined.
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lmao during halloween last year (during covid) no one was at this one house and there was a candy bowl that said take one and 2 bags of candy underneath the table which the bowl was on. and since no one was there my friend alex and i each took one of the completely full huge candy bags and just poured it into our cases?. its kindaaaa scummy ik, ik but most houses already had their candy gone since it was late and that one didn't sooo
 
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