It doesn't happen as nearly as often as it used to, but it still happens. Our local flyers get delivered to us all wrapped up in a transparent bag. NORMALLY they get delivered to us by being placed right at our door. However, this is not ALWAYS the case. Sometimes they are dropped off at the end of our driveway. This is usally followed by a heavy snow fall. Can you see where I'm going with this? That's right! When Mr. Bag'O'Flyers gets in a wee argument with Mr. SnowBlower, the outcome is always the same. Mr. Bag'O'Flyers becomes Mrs. Confetti! And sadly, Mrs. Confetti is a rather large woman who usally encompasses all of my front lawn.
Now Mr. SnowBlower isn't picky about who he gets in a fight with either. You should have seen what he did to Mr. Tennis Ball, Father Asphalt, Mrs. Stone and last but certainly not least, the Chipmunk Family (they won't be making any albums anytime soon!).
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