Thieves

A couple of times in college, I was called "Thief of Hearts" or the less desirable nickname, "Maneater." This cracks me up because I was neither.

Friday, during what should have been a pleasant and low-key celebration of Independence Day, my friend had her window smashed and her purse stolen. Nowhere is safe these days.

Thieves are cowards. I don't own a gun but if I did, I might plant myself in the parking lot and shoot bullets at their feet. "Dance Thief! Dance!"

Then I might put some fireworks in various orifices and light them.