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When I was 15 or so I had working papers and had a summer job helping the janitors prep an elementary school for the next year. I got accused along with my friend who worked with me of stealing a bunch of the schools tape recorders and other crap.
So I'm sitting in the police station with my mother, and the detective is asking all sorts of questions and telling us what "he knows" etc. Told him I rode my bike home from work as usual that day. Then he gets to the part where my friend had said that my father picked us up that day from work. Well, I had to inform the cop that my father had died years ago, and the cop just stopped and said he was sorry to have troubled us.
The "friend" had stolen them and tried to blame me but was luckily a bad liar. Damn idiot..
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