Now, really - how could 3 all-grown-up-but-not-really girls resist? We spent the next two hour making signs on poster board that said "Hey! Where's the cream filling!" and eating hostess cupcakes and Twinkies. Rachael was terrified that they'd find her fingerprints, so she wouldn't touch the signs, but in the end, she signed her whole name. I mean, first, middle, and last. So much for anonymity. But that was Rachael.
At midnight, we hammered our posts into the ground, and ran away laughing. None of us thought to take pictures. Nyssa wasn't a photographer yet, and I didn't even own a camera. A few days later, the signs were gone, and we never heard from the police. After all, what we did was only a very mild form of vandalism, and if it had been my sign, I would have had the decency to laugh. Hopefully, the owners had a good sense of humor. We didn't mean it to hurt anyone.