You make out like you don't like my dog crapping in your backyard. But I know for a fact that you collect them and shape them into little Christmas trees with your tiny fingers then you hang them from the ceiling as air fresheners.
How many times do I have to tell you to stop peeping in my windows, you weirdo?
It's called art and I sell them on Etsy. The Norwegians love them and I'm a bit famous over there.
I also mold it into earplugs to stifle the sickening sounds of your Ono collection, and the grueling hours you spend running your edger. I have no clue why you grind it against the sidewalk that way, it can't be good for the concrete or the edger. The sound makes my teeth hurt. I can't figure out if you're trying to eradicate the sidewalk or maybe dig a ditch.