April 26, 2012

Pilfering instinct

This morning as I was rifling through the laundry pile looking for my yoga clothes, I heard a loud jingling from the pocket of Greg's pants.

I thought "AW YEAHHHHH," and I immediately snatched the coins and stuffed them in my pocket.

I am not sure why, ezzackly—I JUST WANTED THEM.

Later I gave them to a panhandler on the subway.

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