You know those water hose reels? One got thrown over the wall into our garden yesterday. Thump, like that. Gabriela picks up the thing, and goes ring on the neighbour‘s doorbell. The daughter opens.
– Is this yours per chance?
– Uhh, … dad?
Dad comes to the doorway.
– Is this yours per chance?
– Uhh… ah yes. It’s uhh the wifey’s… she-uhh she… had no more need for it.
He grabs the reel from Gabriela’s hands, mumbles “Thank you,” and closes the door.
I swear these people are smoking some serious shit.