My parents are worldwide known thieves. One day, I was too curious to find out how they'd met. My father was from America, and my mother was from England. They told me, for the amazing thieves like themselves, places don't matter unless it’s on the Earth.
"How did we meet, you asked, son?" My dad grinned mischievously, "It's quite a story. You see, I had been wandering down the street in Paris, exhausted and tired from getting rid of the cops. My wallet was empty, so I looked around to see if I could find anything worthy to steal - and that's when I noticed your mom sneaking towards me."
My mom continued, "Well, I was on a vacation in Paris, when I realized it's already the lunch time. I opened my purse only to find there're no cash left with me! So, I decided to look for something worthy to steal - and the first person that I caught in my eyes were your dad. I sneaked up to his back and at the same time your dad spun around!"
"We snatched each other's wallet and purse, and ran away in the opposite direction with all our might - and then the tragedy struck."
I smirked. "You both had to skip the lunch that day, right?"
My parents nodded sheepishly, describing how terrible it was to skip a lunch.
And, you might want to know what happened to me when I bursted out laughing at their ex-pressions.
Well, I tell you, I had to skip a lunch.