The cop looked me in the eyes, "Did you steal this man's wallet?"
"I took it from him! But..."
"See," the man chirped.
"Ma'am would you like to explain yourself?"
"It isn't his wallet, it is pink, and..."
The man furrowed his brow, "Are you saying a real man can't have a pink wallet."
"No what I am saying is that it has my driver's license and pictures of my daughter in it. He stole it from me! I was just taking it back!"
"She's lying!"
The officer held his hand out for the wallet. I handed it to him. He opened it and examined the contents.
"She planted the license! It's mine!"
The cop laughed, "And I suppose your name is Monica." The cop turned the wallet to show the pickpocket my name imprinted on the inner face of the wallet. He handed the wallet back to me. "Sir, you are under arrest.”
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