When I turned 18, my dad kicked me out of the house. I had no job and no money. I went to stay with a buddy in his little 1 bedroom basement apartment. He had no furniture or anything. We made a plan. Since we both had very little money and no furniture we decided to do something about it.
2 days later we stole a moving truck. One of those 1-ton ones. We drove to a place where we knew there was a bunch of cabins. It was in October so we figured the cabins would be closed for the winter. Sure enough they were. we spent the day breaking in to cabins and taking everything we needed for our place. Tables, chairs, lamps, a couple futons, tv, vcr, stereo you name it. We drove back home unloaded our new furnishings then dumped the truck. At the time we didn't give a shit, but looking back I feel serious guilt for what we did.
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