Oh, Well, you can't trust county.

It's Friday,

Friday, so the trash man should be coming any second.

Oh my God, does he have a jingle baby?

Just the sounds of screaming.

It's like an Aztec death whistle outside when the trash comes by.

No I told it my neighbor John he religiously takes out my barrel and brings it in for me and

it's not like I don't go out there to try to do it.

It is the second, the very second that the trash has been picked up,

he's out the door getting the barrel.

I can't...

That's so nice. I can't I know but like and I say thank you to him all the time when I see him I just feel bad.

I'm sorry. Do you bring him, do you bring him little cookies or something? You can bring him like little cookies or something?

You can bring him like a little cookies or something?

No.

You gotta start bringing him little cookies.

Okay, but he picked up a package for me

because it was just this huge bit of his lights

in front of my door a couple days ago,

but he left a note.

I could not read his handwriting.

Could not, to save my life.

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