An elderly woman was walking her dog in the evening.
A young man approached her, took her purse, and ran away.
A couple across the street hurried over to check on her, stating that they had called the cops and they would arrive in a few minutes.
The old woman grins and tells the newlyweds this. She uses an old purse to hold her dog’s excrement until she can dispose of it at home.
Imagine the thief’s surprise when he opens the purse
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I woke up at 3 a.m., thirsty and groggy, the house wrapped in a deep, almost eerie stillness. As I headed to the kitchen for a glass…
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