Why am I so interested in fiction when reality can be so much more entertaining?
A guy in Fresno broke into a house, ransacked the place and stole some cash (normal so far…). Then he dropped his pants, found some seasoning and a sausage in the kitchen, went into the bedroom and found two men asleep. He started rubbing the seasoning on one man and slapping the other in the face with the sausage. When they woke up, he threw the sausage to the dog and ran out of the house in his skivvies, leaving his pants with his wallet and ID in the pocket.
I’m sitting here trying to come up with story ideas but… how can I compete with that?!?
that is pretty funny, i read one time about this guy that would break into homes to steal women’s socks and nothing else.