Police chase: I am part of a street gang. The police have come as the result of some graphic violence. I may have been involved hands on. I am now feeling scared yet clever for eluding the police and observing the complex street scene from an elevated observation point. Like on the fire escape of a building.
Upholstered toilet: I am now at home where the gang lives. There is a nondescript leather chair that has been converted into a toilet. Pooping in the device seems to have gone well, but there is several inches of pee that has pooled in the bottom of the chair and I am contemplating how to empty it out.
Choosing airplanes: I am a young teenager and am playing with a regular playmate. We may be related. We are trying to decide which model of airplane we are going to get out to play with...actually fly. We are getting one for each of us. We choose a WWII single pilot fighter. We know they are very valuable and rationalize that we get older there will be younger kids who can then play with them. We know we may get in trouble, but the risk seems low and well considered.
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