Also courtesy of Pasta: she received a call from a woman reporting hundreds of golf balls in the parking lot of a baseball field. The caller thought a nearby driving range could have been vandalized or burglarized (it was the latter).
The funny part is that she told Pasta “at first I thought they were those white packing things… you know, “ghost poo.”
Ghost poo? For the love of dog that’s funny.
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