[ArrogantBustard]

"It used to be that boys would sneak forbidden magazines out from under dad's bed,"

Hmmm ...

I didn't.

It wasn't there to be sneaked.

I would know ... I knew where pretty much everything in the house was, even the things I wasn't supposed to know about.

[Tax-chick]

There’s nothing to be sneaked in our house, either, unless you count the rather limping translation of Ovid, which I bought because the “Metamorphoses” are a major source of our knowledge about all classical myth.