We got a new garbage bin yesterday. The boss commented as he watched its installation, "No more raccoon."
I couldn't resist teasing him. "Last week you were the closest thing to St. Francis of Assisi I've ever seen: bird lover and protector of the baby raccoon. Now, this week, you're like the anti-Francis: banishing the sparrows and destroying the raccoon's home."
"Good," he smiled.
You just can't predict the vast personality changes of some people, you know?
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