If the real world worked like the online-photography world of stolen photos posted to websites and ads:
Why is everyone so mad? I never said it was MY car. And I didn’t know it was wrong. I mean, I saw a car that I really wished my car looked like, and it was unlocked and the keys happened to be inside and so I just used it to run errands and go to work and drive around town. And when people said, “Hey, I love that car!” I said “Thank you,” because I love it, too.