I was caught breaking into a local gas station and ended up going to jail. Little the police know, I did it for a good reason. After my parents bailed me out, I had to go back down to the police station for questioning. "Start talking," said one police officer. "You better or we're going to put you back behind the bars," said the other. "I can explain," I inquired, "I did it for a good reason." "Well then talk talking," the first cop yelled. "We ran out of food out of food at my house and had no money. I'm poor!" I exclaimed.
