So today I got accused of shoplifting at a dunkin donuts.

[monkey]

Well, Daynight donuts the place is recently converted. But considering they still sell all of the dunkin donut merchandise there just a division that got out of corporate control. Anyway, So recently me and my bro have been walking to the donut place after school and today it got a little. Odd. So for the sake of not revealing my irl name. I will be rick and my bro jack.

So we walk in, theres a few stoners and some parents with a bunch of little kids running around. I hand my friend some money to cover my stuff with his, I don't want to do two orders and get cut off in line or something, Or being served by the other cashier that happens to resemble 75% borat and 25% yes man.

jack: Ok, Ill get you that then.
*He gets mountain dew, And buys me a mountain dew and a apple fritter.
*then hands me my stuff
*we sit and talk avoiding my ex who happens to be in the store
*at this point my bro's mom calls
jack: Oh we should go back to south my moms giving me a ride I shouldn't be here.
*we split

At this point about 50 feet from the store he's like rick your backpack is gone.

me: dude Ill go grab it lol
*I run into the store to grab my backpack, At this point Im holding the bag with the food in one hand, and slide my mountain dew into my sweatshirt to grab my pack.
<creepy mexican and mother fucking borat standing behind her>
waiter: You pay for this?
me: Um what?
waiter: the drink in there.
me: oh this, yea but my friend bought it.
waiter: I didn't sell this to you
me: another cashier did.
waiter: which one (getting to an aggressive tone)
me: I don't know, the other female cashier
waiter: Who is that!
me: I don't know just someone else?

This whole interrogation that weird borat guy is giving me a death stare, And Im holding the fucking fritter bag, What did I go and steal a donut form behind the counter?

*my bro walks in*

me: *glances at him nervously* um jack you have the receipt?
at this point the waiter cuts in.
waiter: (to jack) Oh I remember you! you go now, sorry. *pokes jack for no reason*
*we gtfo*
*never will go there again*

The end.

tl;dr two creepy mexicans interrogated me over a mountain dew my friend bought, thought I might me killed by some guy that looked like borat.

[The Desert Fox]

monkey Wrote:the other cashier that happens to resemble 75% borat and 25% yes man.

For some reason I had a mild laugh at this.

[aaaaaaasd]

You should pick up the shop with your superhuman strength to compensate