When Star Wars was released, my dad took me to the movie theater, but all the tickets were sold out. He then told me that he was going to teach me how to sneak into the theater without paying. Dad told the usher that I needed to use the bathroom, and he let us past the turnstile. Dad then quickly rushed me into the theater and took two seats. He proudly whispered to me how easy it was to get in without paying. I told him that what he was doing was wrong, and made him leave. I was four at the time.
Dad used to steal our Christmas trees, too. Would jump the fence of the tree lot late at night and grab a tree.
When we would go to the zoo, Dad would insist on going into the reptile house. He knew that I was afraid, so he would carry me in and then press my little face against the glass of the rattlesnake or cobra exhibit. To this day, I refuse to enter a reptile house at the zoo.