when i was in 8th grade, me and my dude went out car-hoppin on xmas eve. we came accross a house that had a brand new bike outside from "santa". my bike was fucked up, so i knifed my tires, my seat, etc and replaced it with the new bike that was awaiting some dickfaced rich kid on xmas morning. i wrote a note with my sharpie that read "Heres the bike that you deserve cuz Santa hates you" and I rode off with the new bike. I laugh about it till this day.