| | 10167 | | In highschool my friends and I vandalized the house where this one girl lived who we didn't like. This happened on Halloween. The next day at school she told the whole class the story of what had been done, giving many details about how her brother had cried when he found the pumpkin I had smashed that he had spent hours carving. I proceeded to laugh for a full hour. She figured out I had done it and yelled at me but, deep down, I think she thought it was a pretty funny joke.
To this day, whenever I picture her brother crying over a broken pumpkin I can't help but laugh. | | | | |
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