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In our city on Vancouver Island we still have a local newspaper.  One of the regular items in the newspaper is the "Beefs and Bouquets".  One of my beefs won the number 9 spot in the top 10 Beefs of the Year.  I have copied it in its entirety below.


BEEF To the woman who went into the trees in our yard to tinkle. She was undoing her pants as she was running from her car to the trees so it was pretty obvious what she was up to. Does she realize she is next to a 24-storey building with a clear view of her makeshift toilet? At least I hope she was only tinkling.




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