As I was walking home with my prized collection of aluminum cans and smelling of old beer and energy drinks I stopped to talk with a man who was watering a small patch of corn stalks. I asked the man if he had found any ripe corn cobs yet. He said that he had, but that someone had stolen it. I suggested that a Squirrel or a Raccoon might have taken it, but he is convinced that it was a human corn burglar.
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