Got another one for ya.
While I grew up in a suburb of Detroit, there was still a lot of farm land in the suburb I lived in. We had three major farms within about a half mile bike ride from my subdivision. One of them was owned by the parent of a schoolmate, the other two were unfriendly loners.
One of the unfriendly owners used to pedal his veggies in our subdivision every week in the summer. We had a German Shephard pup that was about 16 weeks old and he knocked on our door wanting to know if we wanted to sell him. The answer was an unequivical no.
He came back later that evening and asked my Dad if the dog was for sale and we told Dad he had asked earlier and we told him no. Dad reassured him the decision had not changed. The farmer then offered free veggis for the entire summer. Dad still refused.
Our pup disappeard two days later. We suspected where he might be and the next day we snuck on to his property to see. Sure enough, our pup was chained in his barn.
We told Dad as soon as he got home from work and Dad called the police. Dad and my older brother went over there with the police. The farmer denied anything and because the pup was in the garage, the were not allowed to go in as the farmer would not allow it.
We stole our way in again the next day as we were going to steal him back only to find he was no longer there.
For the next 5 years the coil wire, spark plugs, oil pan nuts, and break line nuts kept disappearing on the Farmers tractor. We planned most of our devilish pranks to be timed for when he needed his equipment the most.
He bought a couple of dogs to keep us off the property but they were not as good of guard dogs as he would have liked because they wanted attention that he would not give them and we would visit them and make friends.
While I grew up in a suburb of Detroit, there was still a lot of farm land in the suburb I lived in. We had three major farms within about a half mile bike ride from my subdivision. One of them was owned by the parent of a schoolmate, the other two were unfriendly loners.
One of the unfriendly owners used to pedal his veggies in our subdivision every week in the summer. We had a German Shephard pup that was about 16 weeks old and he knocked on our door wanting to know if we wanted to sell him. The answer was an unequivical no.
He came back later that evening and asked my Dad if the dog was for sale and we told Dad he had asked earlier and we told him no. Dad reassured him the decision had not changed. The farmer then offered free veggis for the entire summer. Dad still refused.
Our pup disappeard two days later. We suspected where he might be and the next day we snuck on to his property to see. Sure enough, our pup was chained in his barn.
We told Dad as soon as he got home from work and Dad called the police. Dad and my older brother went over there with the police. The farmer denied anything and because the pup was in the garage, the were not allowed to go in as the farmer would not allow it.
We stole our way in again the next day as we were going to steal him back only to find he was no longer there.
For the next 5 years the coil wire, spark plugs, oil pan nuts, and break line nuts kept disappearing on the Farmers tractor. We planned most of our devilish pranks to be timed for when he needed his equipment the most.
He bought a couple of dogs to keep us off the property but they were not as good of guard dogs as he would have liked because they wanted attention that he would not give them and we would visit them and make friends.
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