I think a better analogy is... You tell your best friend that you're going to cut school and go fishing. He is afraid he's going to get in trouble, so he goes to school while you head for the creek. You fish all day and catch some beautiful trout. You wrap them up like they came from the market, put them on your front doorstep and ring and run. Your mom finds them and thinks they're a delivery from the market. That night neither you nor your friend who went to school get in trouble because your mom never found out. But you get pan fried brook trout for dinner, and he gets leftover tuna casserole. Aesop says: What mom doesn't know won't hurt you... and it might actually be better than doing it by the book!