He dumped his garbage on mine – where it doesn’t belong! Dangit, he ripped my bag and now I can see bone.
Maybe, no one else will.
What if they do?
The city has already picked up their part of the garbage. They’re getting pickier and pickier. Normally, I time my placement so mine will get picked, but those men started in the wrong side of the pile.
Dang, if the bones are found they’ll know the timing of disposal.
Maybe not. Who’s to say he didn’t dump the body? Bags look alike after all.