Anyway, this kid came running across the street to me...poor bastard...sobbing that his brown dog had disappeared.
I said "Cmere, but you might want to sit down for this..."
He said "Yes sir...."
I said "Alright, I'm going to just come out and say I know where your dog is..."
"Where where where!"
I said "I think I saw him get burglared and arrested by a bunch of terrorists"
"Ohhhh noooo!!!"
I said "Don't worry, I think I have a plan. But I need you to go back to your house, shut all the fucking windows and turn off the lights. I'm going to kill the terrorists and I swear to god I will fucking burn them all to the fucking ground, just so I can bring your dog back to you"
Long story short, I showed up all boodied and shit at his doorstep with the dog in my arms.
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Actually, I had just happened to be outside when a lady came by saying she found a lost dog and wanted to know who the owner was. I said the people across the street did, so they went and picked up the dog.