Someone must have seen him, because the police were at his door. They greeted him kindly but firmly. Evidently, they still weren't sure who the culprit was; this was just the best lead they had. "Good afternoon sir. We're investigating the recent watermelon break-ins that have been occurring recently. Witnesses led us to this address. Do you happen to be related to the events?" they asked Gerald.
Now Gerald wasn't a fool, he wasn't going to willingly come clean about throwing watermelons through the competing fruit stores' windows. Not freely anyway.
"What do you want to know?" Gerald asked.
"Frankly sir, you match the description of the perpetrator almost exactly. If you are in fact responsible for the crimes committed, you'll avoid a much more serious penalty if you come to the station now and plead guilty."
"I don't know what you're talking about officer, but it sounds to me like you don't know much about watermelons." Gerald replied.
"Sir, the fact that these are watermelons isn't nearly as important as the fact that someone threw something through all these fruit store's windows."
That's what you think Gerald thought. But they weren't thinking. If they had inspected these watermelons more closely, they would have realized they weren't watermelons at all. They were actually bombs painted to looks like watermelons and designed to split open with juicy innards to sell the charade.
"Excuse me, I'll be right back" Gerald said. A moment later he returned to the door and handed the officers a watermelon.
"I think if you inspect this, you'll have a better idea of the situation. Have a good day."
Gerald shut the door in front of the two confused police officers and primed the detonator. They soon began pounding on the door demanding Gerald open it back up before they use force.
I'll show you force Gerald thought as he triggered the detonator, sending the police flying into the yard covered in watermelon juice.
"Seed you later" Gerald muttered.
Now Gerald wasn't a fool, he wasn't going to willingly come clean about throwing watermelons through the competing fruit stores' windows. Not freely anyway.
"What do you want to know?" Gerald asked.
"Frankly sir, you match the description of the perpetrator almost exactly. If you are in fact responsible for the crimes committed, you'll avoid a much more serious penalty if you come to the station now and plead guilty."
"I don't know what you're talking about officer, but it sounds to me like you don't know much about watermelons." Gerald replied.
"Sir, the fact that these are watermelons isn't nearly as important as the fact that someone threw something through all these fruit store's windows."
That's what you think Gerald thought. But they weren't thinking. If they had inspected these watermelons more closely, they would have realized they weren't watermelons at all. They were actually bombs painted to looks like watermelons and designed to split open with juicy innards to sell the charade.
"Excuse me, I'll be right back" Gerald said. A moment later he returned to the door and handed the officers a watermelon.
"I think if you inspect this, you'll have a better idea of the situation. Have a good day."
Gerald shut the door in front of the two confused police officers and primed the detonator. They soon began pounding on the door demanding Gerald open it back up before they use force.
I'll show you force Gerald thought as he triggered the detonator, sending the police flying into the yard covered in watermelon juice.
"Seed you later" Gerald muttered.
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