Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K4YS01FX06BYBV9FDGFBJV

"Molly, are we seriously going to steal presents from a children's birthday party?" Bill whispered. "Bill, those kids get mountains of plastic junk they won't even notice is gone," Molly replied. "That's exactly why we shouldn't steal them, it's six-year-olds, Molly, they'll cry," Bill said. "They'll cry anyway when the clown shows up, we just wear clown suits and blend right in," Molly grinned. "Wait we own clown suits now actually?" "Borrowed them from my cousin, totally legitimate unless you ask him," Molly said. "So the plan is we sneak through the side yard during cake time together?" "Exactly, you grab the table, I grab the giant pile by the bounce house, we run," Molly whispered. "What about the parents, they will definitely chase us down?" "Who chases clowns, Bill, everyone just assumes we're the entertainment," Molly laughed. "This feels immoral even for us, stealing Legos and dolls from little Timmy?" "Think of it as redistributing joy, we need rent money more than Timmy needs another truck," Molly insisted. "Fine I'm in, but if anyone asks I'm just the clown who got lost," Bill declared. "Perfect, remember don't open the presents till we're home, shaking is for amateurs," Molly warned.