We arrived home from an outing to the laundromat to find what, in my mind, can only be described as a pyre in the middle of our back yard. I eagerly kept looking out the bedroom window throughout the evening, hoping to find that it would be lit so I could call 9-1-1 and be a contentious jerk. But, alas, the funeral rite or other similar event did not take place last night. But hey, tonight's Friday night, so hopes remain high that I may yet be able to do my "civic duty".
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