Do you know, it is 3 minutes past 9 right now. At night.
And do you know what I can hear outside my bedroom window?
Somebody mowing grass.
It is dark, let me tell you. Very dark.
“You’ve been saying you’ll do the lawn for weeks, go outside and do it!”
“But its dark.”
“What happened now?”
“I just ran over a snail. Moment of silence. I feel so guilty.”
Who mows their lawn in the dark?