It’s Just Horrible!

I remember the time a neighborhood kid came over to my house and asked if I wanted to see a dead body.

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?