mango mishap

So, yesterday Ryan, Dylan, and I went for an evening summer stroll. As we walked around the neighborhood, we came across a house that had a mango tree that had expanded over the wall and onto the sidewalk. There were a bunch of old rotten mangos on the ground and a few ripe ones hanging on the tree. Since D and I are in a total mango craze, I got excited and asked Ryan to pick one. ok fine I got really excited and asked for two. Then, we heard a loud "HEY!" and the old man who lived there, who just happened to be outside at the exact moment we picked the tainted mangos, came running up to the front yard and proceeded to yell "WHAT, YOU CAN'T AFFORD TO BUY YOUR OWN MANGOS!" Of course we apologized and explained that we simply felt bad that no one was eating any of the mangos and didn't want to see them go to waste. Old man cranky pants then yelled, "WEll, THEY HAPPEN TO BE MY MANGOS AND I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT WITH THEM!" Totally embarrassed, we said we were very sorry and placed the mangos on his from lawn. Dylan found the entire thing hysterical and laughed the rest of the way home while Ryan and I kept looking over our shoulders in fear that he was going to follow us home. So, tell me...if you saw some gorgeous looking mangos hanging over a fence would you pick one?

Ps D and I walked by the house again today and the mangos were still sitting on cranky pants lawn!