Yo, so last night I'm just walkin' along the beach after a good surf and this guy, like, approaches me while carryin' this large box. This was one shady-looking dude. He was like, "Man, I am so busted! Dude, you have to help me!" I wasn't sure if I wanted to help him but I had to know what was in that box, you know?
Turns out this guy had raided the drawers of a bunch of chicks who're stayin' out on the beach, and the box was full of bikinis! The girls found out and were chasing him down. He was like, "you have to help me get rid of these, man! My mom can't find out that I did this!" He dropped the box at my feet and ran off.
So like, I took the box home and fell asleep. I woke up and realized that I'd been missin' a party and here I am. Now I just need to offload these bikinis before, like, I get in trouble... Just don't let the dean know how I got these, okay?
You have to wonder what possessed a guy to steal a box worth of bikinis. One or two I can understand; crime of opportunity and all that. emotion_awesome But a box? "I stole fifty separates and on the 51st one I now realize I've done something wrong." rolleyes I'm started to wonder if these are Gambino Outfitters shipments gone astray and Sasha is staring at her invoices in confusion. lol