My next door neighbor had some very fine decor for Christmas this year, most of them very similar to mine. I didn't pay it much mind, until I went to my basement to get the decor out, and it was all gone. So, that's why I'm here, in my neighbor's yard, un-pluging my lights from his house, pulling wooden cutouts of Santa back to my yard when, the black of the night suddenly turns violently flashing blue and red, and the wail of police sirens filled the quiet night. I looked at my neighbor's house, and saw him staring though a window with a phone to his ear.
