:D I think the one she stole didn't have a sandbag, so it wasn't particularly heavy. It was later used as a hat at parties, among other things.

We once stole one of those big trolleys from a loading dock of an old people's home (it was Midsummer and we were extremely drunk) and rode it down some hills and eventually abandoned it in a ditch (after much giggling and trying to push the thing uphill to hide it behind some bushes). Ah, good times.

Yes, but unlike some, we don't get to wash our hair in unicorn tears.