Even though our doorbell doorbell-ditches us and we loath it with a fiery passion, we decided to doorbell-ditch some neighbors of ours. So we left them this Dino.
(We kept the snail) But we left the Dino with a poem, holding two ziplock bags filled with pancakes and syrup. The pancakes were still warm so we had to leave one bag unzipped so they didn't sweat everywhere. Instead of running pell-mell in all directions we sat at a picnic table 30 feet from their front door. We were calm and collected and hardly watched them stare in confusion at the plastic offering.
I feel I need to mention that we do not know these neighbors. We simply had leftover pancakes.
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