Yes. Yes, I have. An eraser.
*looks around* What?! I was 10! It was in the school bookshop. And for some reason, I rather take the 20 cents eraser then pay for it.
But then I did feel guilty months later (complete proof that I can never be an evil mastermind) which is pretty ridiculous for an eraser. So I slide a 20 cents under the door before the ( Read more... )