So for the next hour, while I waited for hubs or the neighbors I'm friends with to come home, I peeked at them through the bathroom window.
I took photos to document this event, should they turn out to be murderers or something.
They were also both really proud of their plumbers cracks.
After the neighbors came home, I ran over there to tell them the story. I started it with "two creepers were hanging out over by my house" their four year old daughter, and my BFF, responded with "what's a creeper?"
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