While we were cleaning out the garage, hubby found a URO.
Unidentified Round Object.
Or at least, it was unidentified to him. Unsure of its origins or function, he guessed...
All the pleading and the begging in the world couldn't get him to put it away.
I'm sure the man that drove by our house 4 times, each time more slowly than the time before, was just looking for a certain address. There is no way he was watching the man with the hoop nose ring strutting around his garage.
Isn't that what every sane person would do if they found a URO in their garage?