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Plastic Skeletons

This morning, Holly woke me up yelling that someone had stolen our plastic skeleton. There was no coffee or whispering involved.
"We should call the police," Holly declared.
"Yes, probably," I replied climbing out of bed, "I've no doubt they have a special task force dedicated to tracking down missing Halloween decorations. Make sure you give them a detailed description of the plastic skeleton and tell them you want the front lawn dusted for fingerprints."
"We could drive around and look for it," suggested Holly.
"Ok," I agreed, "I'll check the bus station while you post missing plastic skeleton posters on poles."
"Did you know that whenever you say something sarcastic, you do this little thing with your mouth as if you are repeating what you said silently?" asked Holly, "It's as if you think what you said was so ****ing hilarious, you want to run through it again."
"It's in the ****ing shed." I replied.