“What am I supposed to do with this fucking snowman?” he asked.

The neighbor, Mrs Rider had just brought over the obnoxious lawn ornament as a gift, and being Mid november she most certainly would expect to see it outside in front of the house for the rest of the year. It was inflatable but with with cotton balls that looked like they’d been randomly glued all over it and a spray painted on face that looked to have been applied by the blind.

“I really don’t want to come home to see that every day. I don’t even want to be seeing it now.” his wife responded.

“She’ll be so offended if we don’t put it outside right away. Is it worth getting cut out of her will for?”
“That’s what you said last year”
“It’s not any less true this year”
“I’m more worried about the next 10 years”