My wife told me.
As a child, when she was with her grandmother in the country, they were attacked by crops. They usually came at night, when everyone was asleep, and the nights in that area were, to say, very dark. The men, unfortunately, were not with the family at this time, the father and grandfather left for earnings, so the women were afraid to give the thieves resistance. So, one evening, the grandmother admired the sunset - fell asleep on the street, she woke up from strange noises in the middle of a deep night. As it turned out, the thieves were a few meters away. From horror, she was even afraid to shake up, not to reveal her presence, until she felt someone's hand on her leg. From shock, she could say only one phrase: “I was waiting for you here, fucks!” and “Not going to steal any more.”