Bob was a research scatologist with the museum until he went bonkers. One night after his forced retirement he broke into the facility. The next morning, his former coworkers noticed that one of several carts full of dung samples was missing. Guessing what had happened, they also knew why the other carts weren’t taken: one turd gurney serves a nutter.
(I’m afraid I have to take full blame for that one)
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