Cleats by Bill Hinds for October 07, 2012

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Abby: Umph! Edith: Ungh! Let's just forget it. Abby: It's my ball! I'm going to get it! Look! There it is! Let's just ask your neighbor-- Edith: No way! She's a recluse and prefers the company of plants to people. If she found out we were launching errant soccer balls into her precious yard-- Abby: Oh, Thanks! Woman: My pleasure, dears! Abby: Edith, you need to get to know your neighbors better.