Okay, this takes a bit of explaining.
My homeroom teacher is old and more than a little senile, and she loses things constantly. Even better than that, she adores me for some reason and doesn't think I'd do anything wrong. (Okay, so I probably wouldn't, but that's beside the point...)
Anyway, one day last year, I stole things she was looking for. She'd say "Oh dear, where's a pen now?" and I'd take every pen I could find, hide them in my backpack and say "Hmm, dunno." she'd fuss around for a few minutes and then I'd put one on the table in plain sight and go "Hey, isn't that one?"
I think I made her a bit more insane. Maybe she'll retire soon. I can only hope.
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