“I want to rob the bank!” insisted my chubby pompous boss who’s as bossy as a teacher and always wears Lacoste (some kind of brand with an alligator on it). Stealthily I drove down to the bank while my boss was at the back slurping his Fanta. Moments later we stepped out of the mauve Bugatti. It was too tricky to get in so we couldn’t do it.
Instead, we climbed to the top and luckily the window was open. My boss was filling bags with everything he could see! I heard the police and sprinted as fast as a bullet to hide behind one of the bushes.
CLIP went the handcuffs on my boss’s hands.