Punishing My Thief Neighbor

The wicked old lady next door stole my cherries, so I made a laxative sausage to lure her into a trap.

The 4J cherries that I bought from Walmart were stolen again from the doorstep. After checking the surveillance footage, I discovered that Kim, the neighbor next door, an old lady, took them.

I contacted Kim to retrieve the stolen cherries. Brian, her son, an idler, distorted the truth in the homeowners' chatting group, accusing me of being petty for a few fruits and bullying his 80-year-old mother who liked to collect junk.