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The neighbour’s dog shat in our garden, so my wife told me to get a shovel and throw it over the fence. I don’t see what that solved. Now we’ve got dog shit in our garden and the neighbours have our shovel.

(credit to Terence Bumblewight)

I was on a Google Meet schedule with my boss and now he's asking me what's so funny.

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The good news is your entire village has pronouns, although they don't bother the dog.

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