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Posted: Feb 21, 2025 @ 11:05pm

I'm supposed to break into a town hall for a mysterious miller.
I prepare myself: black clothes, lock picks, a dagger just in case I teach my dog how to bark to distract people.
Shortly afterwards I steal the master key from the bailiff.
Everything is set, the perfect coup.
That night I strike. I tiptoe into the building, steal a few pennies here, a few valuables there and, above all, a beautiful felt hat, which I put on straight away.
I get the book I'm looking for into my skillful fingers.
I make it out, the bags full, the job done, a new hat adorns my honest face.
I hear footsteps behind me.
"Hey, we carry torches here at night, you good-for-nothing!" I pull out my torch and smile innocently at the guard.
The security guard stares at my beautiful hat: "If you're going steal from us, at least don't be so stupid as to carry the things right under our noses, you complete idiot! Alarm!" Hand-to-hand combat, parkour through the pigsty, galloping ou of the village on my old mare. I'm a wanted man, but I'm free and 1 have a beautiful felt hat.
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