I grew up next door to a state trooper. A real hard ***. He was always giving me and my brother a hard time, especially when it came to our dog, Shep. He would always be yelling at the three of us. So the day that Shep got loose and came back with the troopers pet rabbit, I was terrified as to the tongue lashing that I was surely in for, so I cleaned the rabbit real nice, shampooing him and everything. I slipped over the fence and put the rabbit back in his cage in hopes that they would think he died of natural causes. The next day me and my brother were in the back yard playing kill the carrier (a type of football game), when the trooper comes to the fence with his rabbit in his arms and a puzzled look on his face. I thought I my god he's gonna flip!! Just then he says hey, have you guy's seen anything suspicious? My brother said, what do you mean. He said, well my rabbit passed away a few days ago and I buried him under the tree I my back yard. Came out this morning and found him back in his cage all washed and everything. Me and my brother just looked at each other, then I the trooper and just shrugged our shoulder's. We told him the truth years. Thank god he, he just laughed it off!!

Sir,that was awsome