I told him I couldn’t since I was grounded for stealing a tube of Spree. So he asked the kid next door and off they went and never came back.
About a year later, another neighborhood kid came over and asked if I wanted to see a few dead bodies.
I told this kid I couldn’t since I was grounded for stealing a tube of Necco wafers. So he asked the triplets next door to my neighbors next door and off they went and never came back.
Barely a year had passed when yet another kid came by and asked if I wanted to see some dead bodies.
I told this kid I couldn’t since I was grounded for stealing a pack of Bottle Caps. So he asked a bunch of kids from the orphanage across the street and off they went and never came back.
Around six months later, another kid, another request to see a bunch of dead bodies.
Told him no since I was grounded and going to prison for stealing a package of Razzles. So he traveled to Boystown in Nebraska, convinced a bunch of kids to join him, off they went and never returned.
What’s the deal with me stealing all this candy?
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