Barbra said:I had this exact problem when I lived at our old house. I went out, picked up the sh*t in a zippy bag, got in my truck, drove up the street until I found the woman & the sh*t maker, put my window down, and handed the bag to the woman w/ the words..."I believe you dropped this."
Never saw the woman or sh*t maker again. Problem solved.
Barbra said:I had this exact problem when I lived at our old house. I went out, picked up the sh*t in a zippy bag, got in my truck, drove up the street until I found the woman & the sh*t maker, put my window down, and handed the bag to the woman w/ the words..."I believe you dropped this."
Never saw the woman or sh*t maker again. Problem solved.