Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Bad Things Kids Do. Lipstick Temptation
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Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
Really, I was a good kid. There were however, two bad things I did, both of which I carry in my brain to this day.
I suppose technically stealing a penny tootsie roll was the worst. I don't think I ever told anyone before...maybe I'll tell my mom tomorrow. It was Fall and I had a jacket on. I walked to the small drugstore, ice cream counter and all, stood in front of the candy rack, looked at the busy clerk, stuffed a roll in my pocket and walked calmly home.
That roll just glared at me with my mom's eyes. Finally the guilt was too much and with much trepidation I returned the roll to its bin and swiftly left. I was 5 years old.
To MY way of thinking the next fall from grace happened when I was about 8. It seems worse to me because it shows lack of character and plain desire to be mean. I was mad at my brothers. I took my mom's lipstick and sneaked next to our neighbor's always pretty white house. There I ran the bright red lipstick across the white wall as far as I could until my body hit open space.
It was a big deal. The neighbor lady was upset and her husband, a city comptroller or such, swore to find and punish the criminal. I was scared, but played it cool. It blew over and as far as I know I was never suspected. Whew! Got THAT off my chest.
Any kid crimes you need to confess to?
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