One time when I was in first grade I came in here afterschool to grab myself a nice refreshment. I picked out a gatorade and for some reason I totally forgot to pay for it and walked right out the store. I went home and enjoyed that ice cold gatorade. Hmmm oweee it was icecold! Later that night I realized what I had done. Now understand I was in first grade, and raised by totally religious parents, so I felt terrible about it, I felt like a cold blooded thief, a crook! So I went in a few days later with like 3 bucks in my pocket. I was too scared to tell anyone I had accidently stolen a gatorade. So I just dropped the money in one of the aisles and ran out of the store… classic ;)