WFME’s Guide to Shoplifting Cadbury Creme Eggs
April 8th, 2007

First let me just wish everyone a Happy Easter.
Secondly, let me use this blog as my virtual confessional booth to tell you that when I was younger, more impressionable, and my positive mature values had yet to instill themselves in me — I consistently shoplifted candy from a local drugstore in my hometown. And besides stealing gum, I always got giddy as each calendar year reached Easter because I knew it meant that the Cadbury Creme Eggs were on their way. And then I stole them with such skill that even I impressed myself.
Today, I will share such stealthy skills with all of you.
While Easter represents a lot of very important things, from the resurrection of Jesus to an opportunity for people to paint hard-boiled eggs and then send children wandering aimlessly in backyards for the glorious hard-boiled goodness, it has always represented the coming and resurrection of the Cadbury Creme Egg to me. A glorious chocolate confection in the shape of an egg, that contains within it a creamy white and yellow substance that, to some, looks like the inside of a real-life actual egg!
If you can get past the fact that it looks like a candy nougat-version of a baby chick’s genetic nucleus, it’s a pretty damn sweet tasting thing.
But at .99 cents a pop, the Cadbury Creme Egg isn’t something you buy in bulk. And if you’re a kid with a limited amount of weekly allowance coming into your adolescent coffers, a Creme Egg a day really isn’t a possibility with all the other things you need to be spending your money on. Such was the case for me, as a young child, and it was the one thing that drove me to develop a sure-fire way to shoplift Cadbury Creme Eggs without every getting caught.
Kids — here’s what you’ll need:
1 book bag with shoulder strap
1 set of adult-looking car keys (read: lots of useless keys on the ring)
1 t-shirt with church logo or scripture passage on it
1 conservative pair of shoes
1 bottle Visine (for faux-tears, in case of capture)
1 friend who is somewhat OK at pretending to be your sibling (real siblings are not appropriate for this scenario as siblings will use what you’re about to do against you at some point in life)
The process of shoplifting a Cadbury Creme Egg is two parts acting-chops and one part image (or perception). What always seemed to work great for me was to go into the drugstore in question dressed conservatively. This always puts any managers at ease, assuming you don’t look like a strung-out homeless drug kid. The church logo T will always help in this matter.
Now comes the acting part. With keys in hand, the primary shoplifter (YOU) approaches the candy aisle (specifically the Cadbury Creme Egg portion of the aisle) and fingers the Creme Eggs like any candy shopper would do. It’s at this point that you begin your dialogue with your “friend pretending to be your sibling” as you jingle the adult-looking car keys in your hand. Any iteration of the following dialogue will work perfectly:
You: “Mom said she wanted us to pick up some Easter candy.”
Friend: “She’s just picking up a prescription. She wants to know if you have her keys?”
You: “Yeah, right here.”
At which point, you jingle the keys with one hand while shoving a handful of Cadbury Creme Eggs (not to exceed (6) six) in the open pocket of your book bag, which you have quickly swung around the front of your body, utilizing the shoulder strap. The jingling of the keys will get anyone and everyone’s attention, and will draw them away from the actual crime at hand. As you’ve jammed (delicately, of course) the Creme Eggs into your bag, you finish the dialogue:
Friend: “She wants her keys now. She says to come to the pharmacy.”
You: “I’m going outside. Tell her I’ll be in the car.”
Friend: “You’re gonna be in soooo much trouble.”
You: “Says who.”
Friend: “Says mom.”
You: “Bah!”
And you walk out. With your book bag. And your keys. And your conservative look. And your (6) free Cadbury Creme Eggs.
Success is yours!
As long as you can continue to think up new reasons for “your mom” to visit the local drugstore’s pharmacy, and as long as you don’t do it in front of the same exact staff each day (pick different times of the day to pull this one over on the establishment), an Easter season of free Cadbury Creme Eggs can be yours for the taking.
Or the stealing.
In the event you are actually caught stealing an insignificant piece of candy, you’ve always got the Visine. Which you should quickly, while leaning over in embarrassment, dump into your eyes — then launch into a crying fit that will either (a) cause a scene, or (b) make the drugstore staff nervous. Which will, usually, in most scenarios — grant you the freedom you so desire. Because Cadbury Creme Eggs and freedom are two in the same.
It’s nice to be able to share a little of myself with all of you. And really, isn’t that what Easter is all about?
Well. That and the resurrection.



Will you be there to bail me out of jail in the event that your helpful guide to shoplifting Cadbury Creme Eggs is not successful?
Comment by Dave2 — April 8, 2007 @ 10:29 am
Dave2 - Unfortunately, if you get arrested, I don’t know you.
Comment by Pauly D — April 8, 2007 @ 12:02 pm
next i suppose you’re going to tell us how to build a bomb or pull off a successful kidnapping. happy easter!
Comment by dgm — April 8, 2007 @ 12:48 pm
Happy Easter to you, too, Pauly.
I used to steal Skor bars.
Now I just steal sleep when I can.
Comment by Amy — April 8, 2007 @ 5:22 pm
I just waited until the day after Easter and bought the extras real cheap. I OD’d and passed out. Damn those Creme Eggs! I was trying to forget about the horrible memory until every damn blog was posting “Creme Egg this” or “Creme Egg that” or “My mom is no Creme Egg” or “Creme Eggs don’t scramble worth a damn”.
At least I wrote a blog entry to heal my pain. Damn you Pauly D! Damn you!
Comment by monkeyinabox — April 9, 2007 @ 9:11 am
I can’t wait to teach my nephew this. It is the best easter gift I can give. Thanks Paul
Comment by The Single Girl — April 9, 2007 @ 10:39 am
Monkey - I was just at the drug store and they’re selling Cadbury Orange Creme Eggs for 50% off. Which seems STILL too expensive for my tastes.
Comment by Pauly D — April 9, 2007 @ 3:38 pm
Is Easter really about the ressurection though? Really? I still don’t see the connection.
Comment by jacquie — April 9, 2007 @ 6:02 pm
I’m still laughing from the diapers in society post you wrote. Too lazy to find the post and re-comment. Guess like the 51 year old who is too lazy to get his lazy ass out of bed to shit in the toilet. But I did think of you and all the crazies the other day at work. Boy could I have used an adult diaper with plastic pants. I had to go SOOOO BAD. And I just made it to the toilet. All of you came to mind. But after wiping and flushing and then washing my hands, I felt so much better knowing I am adult enough to not depend of “depends” or to purposely wear rubber pants. And sitting back down in my hamster cage, on my very uncomfortabloe chair… I realized how nice it was to be wearing plain ole underpants and having no feces on my ass. Poop For Peace on April 13th. Spread the word!
Comment by Amy — April 10, 2007 @ 8:52 pm