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Our Life Of CrimeChip's Note: I originally posted this article at about 10am Friday morning. By 10:30am I had already received one e-mail asking me if I had really robbed a convenience store. Let me assure all of you, that I haven't robbed anything other than you people. I realize that every week I rob you of a few moments to read my nonsense. I have no intentions of turning to a life of crime, unless you count running for public office. This I intend to do one day, and when I do I'll make Jessee James look like the Pope. But for the time being the crimes I commit are limited to running redlights and speeding. Sorry to disappoint you. Begin article: Recently we heard that a local politician was hiring yes men. We overheard a guy say "all he's going to do is hire a bunch of yes men." So we followed this politician around for a week yelling yes, everywhere he went. We figured, surely he'll hire us if we yell it louder than everyone else. We followed him to civic functions where he gave speeches. Everytime he'd take a breath we'd yell yes! Well, again we didn't get the job, but while in jail for stalking we came up with a better plan. One so foolproof even we can't screw it up. It's tried and true and nothing can go wrong. Politicians have done this for years as well as church leaders nationally. We've decided to devote our resources to a life of crime. Certainly websites weren't making us rich and neither have any of our other schemes. Certainly embezzlement and stealing should be easier. Once we become proficient at it we'll run for office and do it legally! First we decided possibly robbery would be our bag. According to the FBI, most modern-day robberies are "unsophisticated and unprofessional crimes," committed by young males who apparently don't know the first thing about their business. This certainly fits our resumes! We decided we'd need to rob a store that we know well. After all, with all the stores closing these days we don't want to run into one that's out of business. However we would have to be careful not to know the store too well. We don't want to run into our mothers at the checkout lines. After choosing our store we decided to give it a try. Earl filled out our demands on the back of a piece of paper he found in our car. We marched into the local quicky mart and handed over the note. The woman took the note and walked off. We stood there kind of wondering what had happened when the woman returned with a bag of goods. She told us that we owed he $19.37. Apparently Earl had written our demand for all the cash on the back of my wife's grocery list. Earl wrote the young lady a check and we left. Well, this was our first attempt and I wasn't going to start off $19.37 in the hole! I told Earl to march himself back in there and rob them like a man. In a few minutes Earl came running back out with a bag of money. We fled the scene! Now Earl, reckoned that the store would probably have called the police by now. Driving out of town we decided we needed a diversion. What could be better than a bunch of yokels running around in the streets? Earl started tossing twenties out the window of the car. After all, we had plenty, and all the people running around in the street would slow the cops down. All Earl succeeded in doing was to get a bunch of yokels following us. Up one road and down another they followed us as Earl continued to toss out cash trying to get them to stop. Finally we ran out of cash and while we were sure they'd quit following us now, we hadn't counted on them blocking the road. We tried to explain that we had already tossed out all the cash, but these yokels decided to have a look for themselves. Finding no cash they decided to avail themselves of our watches, pocket change, credit cards, etc. As they got in their cars to leave, Earl commented that luckily they hadn't taken our car. I think it was about this time, I heard our motor fire up and a 10 year old kid drive past in our Buick. We walked all the way back home after that. Unfortunately, the police were there waiting on us. Apparently we forgot about the check Earl wrote the lady for the $19.37, it had our address and names on it. These police are tricky like that, make one mistake... Oh well, I guess we get the last laugh, that check was bad. Robbery is too complicated, maybe we'll try to run for office. A guess since the lottery is out in Tennessee, the only way to get rich and not work for it, is to be elected. Here are some real life idiotic criminals:
Sad but true.
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