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The guy next door has 3 dogs that he pretty much
lets run wild throughout the neighborhood.
Every morning I’m greeted on my lawn by a pile of poop.
I asked him to control his dogs.
He smiled and said that he would,
but every morning there was still a pile of poop.
Finally, I built a tall fence around my entire property
to keep his dogs out.
I had just settled down in my hammock with a drink with a tiny
colorful umbrella, when Tarzan holding a coconut came swinging through my yard.
Me: “You! Hey you!”
“Are you the one who has been crapping in my yard!!!”