re: Do you know any true kleptomaniacs?

I don't understand these type of people maybe it's a rush thing for them? I don't know

Gosh stealing is their high?

frick , i was a big time Klepto when i was a kid. I got busted at Walmart trying to walk out with a full sized Benjamin pellet rifle in my pants leg.

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Guest husband simply says, "I'm coming back over..."

He pulls up alone and hands the host dude the ring along with a book of cd's and some other random shite. Apologizes profusely and says his wife has a problem, they're getting counseling, etc.

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Counseling starts with PIIHB because she embarrassed me again. Hell, I'd probably not take her to counseling and just return stuff each time with the guarantee of the action.

Marie. Marie Schrader.

Man, I had TWO motherfrickers like this in my group of friends at my high school. It was terrible. One of them never stole from me and in hindsight, I think he was acting out because he had kind of a rough home life.

One time the other one, who had been to my house and figured out where I kept some cash, skipped last period, went to my house while I was still in school, told my mom some bullshite about how he needed to come in to get something that he left over there and stole a few hundred dollars out of my room.

The worst part was this dude was kind of charismatic, so none of our friends would really accept that he straight up robbed me, and I had to continue to be around him a lot.

Dude went on to steal anything and everything he could get his hands on. He would steal stupid shite from a store and then give it away. He would raid people's medicine cabinets at parties, steal credit cards out of unattended wallets, anything, but he was so smooth that he never really faced any consequences for it. Drove me crazy.

So glad I've never had to be around that piece of shite again since High School.

I really only have a couple black friends and I'm not close enough to them to know if they steal or not. They probably do though.

Went to high school with one.

He stole the vice principal's walkie talkie and would cut class to go use it, broadcasting "Coach Canon, I've got your walkie talkie." Every other admin had one, so that blared all across campus. He did that for nearly a month. It was funny as shite.

Our physics teacher remarked one day that he'd like to have a torque wrenxh in class. A few days later this beautiful wooden box shows up on his desk. Inside was a brand neq, chromed torque wrench. He was admiring it and sayong "thank you, thank you" and then his face turned sour and he says, "Charles, can I speak with you in the hall?"

Turned out, the torque wrench was stamped "Property US Navy." The bastard had stolen it off the Navy base, .