Road Signs
Theft is a crime. It is not funny it is not a game. It is AGAINST THE LAW! I do not promote crime in any form it could be something small like stealing MP3s or something big like hijacking a jumbo jet, or something that is not considered a crime even though we all know it's wrong. Like voting for Al Gore (Kidding Sieg) It is a choice you must make yourself .

The names have been changed. But the story is real. The times the places, they are real too. Well As much as I can remeber. That which I don't, I willl make up. it will be fun.

It all started...uh.... with an alien. Well not really an alien he was born here in the USA, in the BRONX. We'll call him Ivan. Ivan would open the blinds in our living room as high as they could go. The rest of Ivans roomates did not see this as a good thing. Infact one roomate who we'll call Tex would get quite upset at Ivan stating things such as "God Damnit Ivan! What are you trying to promote? Our empty white walls?" Then a second, somewhat evil roomate chimed in "It's not like we have any cool traffic cones or Road signs to show off."

That's how it all began. Cleptomaina is spread through a group of people when one gets an idea in their head and then talk convince the others that it is a good idea. Much like Eve, Adam and the "apple." Anyway back to the story. The Hunt was on for anything that would be cool for our walls. The boys started out small taking things such as a yellow traffic cone from a local non Disney movie themed park. A week later there was a second small cone, but this one was orange. Small game soon was not enough for our hunters anymore.
Bigger and Flashier was the way to go. At least that's what Simon convinced the other roomates. While travling to the Commons (International student living area)  Our group of anti-heros stole a much larger road cone while traveling 60 mph, Tex was almost pulled out the window of the evil one's car.  That same night the boys came across the greatest thing they ever thought they would. A down construction sign. They were so prepaired. Simon, the good one and Tex all hopped out of the car while the evil one turned out the lights (Ivan was asleep at home) The three boys quickly moved the sign to the back of the car only to find that the trunk was too small. 'Damn' they collectivly thought.  What can be done now? Disapointed, they all went back to Vista Way.

Back at Vista Way Ivan had woken up and sat down to a big ol bowl of ice cream and Chewy chips Ahoy! "What about M's SUV?" Ivan said. M was the 6th roomate who wanted the sign as much as the rest, but did not want to risk the crime. Besides Marge wouldn't let him do it anyway.
They all thought it was over. But they were wrong. It was a night, much like tonight. in a town much like Orlando. 4 roomates (the good one was sick and M was with Marge) were travling down a road where they thought it was safe. off to the side of the road was down orange and white baracade with a flashing light. The boys were delighted. Tex slamed on the breaks and Simon and The evil one went out to clame their bounty. As they drug the sign towards the car a car pulled up behind them. It was Orlando's answer to Boss Hog.
"What you doing?" he demanded. Our anti-heros froze. "I don't know about in Texas but here it's a crime to steal anything. "
Simon responded " Well you see sir, it was over on the street. And we were moving it off to the side of the road."
"How did it get behind your car? being that you would have had to drive around it to get it behind you."
"more of a swrive Sir," Simon responded. We refer to him as the wise one for a reason.
"Well since your trunk is not open, and I have no proof,  I guess I'll let you off with a warning. "

And our Heros never stole anything again. IF by again I ment for like a week or so.

The End.
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