...I'm giving you a nice Indian Burn on your arm because I caught your hand sneaking its way into my backpack NUMEROUS times. Just about all the times I saw your hand accidentally sneaking into my backpack, I had zipped it up to keep my stuff in and YOU out.
Obviously you can guess what happened from this.
Obviously you can guess what happened from this.

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