How to Get Revenge Against Pickpocketing Thieves
. . . I've heard that confession of sin can help. So, here goes.
Back in the early 1970s, when dinosaurs still roamed the earth, we had a neighbor who put the "bor(e)", in neighbor. She was an old witch, and I was just the 13 year old boy to trim her sails (I won't go into details, probably not good for the confession, if ya know what I mean). I decided to body slam the old carbuncle.
The wallet trick above is the same trick, only this is a bit harsher. I took the Sunday paper, removed a good section of the 25 lbs. of ad supplements, then loaded one of the middle sections with fireplace ash, but only the middle. I didn't want any ash to dribble out of the ends, and folded the ends over. Then I placed the section back into the paper seam out. I closed up, re-folded, and re-rolled the paper and placed a rubber band around the middle. Then I dropped it in her paper box.
Next Tuesday, the carpet cleaner was out for hours.
Dear Mrs. Butinsky,
Or whatever your real name was, sorry.
Done! Boy I feel better already. I think this should get me some Brownie Points, don't you?
She didn't quit, so I didn't either. Another confession will be metered out around Halloween.