Last night about 3am I heard a dish break. I thought it was coming from our kitchen (one of the roommates is often up in the middle of night). I didn't think much of it until I heard a second dish break. Then another and another. After that I was not going to check it out for fear of being pelted with a dish. Then we realized it was coming from outside, but we couldn't see anything in the dark.
Well, this morning I went into our kitchen and looked out the window. Across the street there are tons of broken dishes, food and frying pans laying out on the side walk. Now I'm sad I didn't get up to see what was going on out there last night.
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