Good Neighbors

While my wife was out of town, a new neighbor borrowed a pie pan. It was returned a few days later filled with an apple pie.

When my wife asked where the pie came from, I told her it was baked by our neighbors, who said they never return something without filling it up.

“You should let them borrow our checkbook,” she replied.

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