The neighbor's dog pooped in our yard, so my wife told me to get the shovel and toss it over their fence. But that didn't solve anything. Now the neighbors have my shovel and someone still has to pick up the poop in our yard.
"When you see a couple walking down the street holding hands and laughing, you look over to your side and the only thing you're holding is a half-eaten sandwich." — Violet Matters
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