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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
>dad wakes me up at 2 in morning and says we need milk
>im confused to heck and say no but he says yes son you will get milk now
>I say fine and put dressing gown on and walk down road to garage
>knock on window and ask for milk
>they can't hear me
>I shout MILK NOW
>they empty cash register and stuff it underneath in pockets
>i walk home with around 2 thousand pound
>police knockondoor say "you're nicked"
>dad is shaking his head at me from the stairs with glass of water and Oreo
I'm in jail now lads. They told me I have one phone call so im posting this here.