I swear, I think my house has a bullseye painted on it
I settled down at 11:00 a.m. to listen to to Wait Wait..Don't Tell Me. At 11:01, a woodchipper the size of the Titanic pulled up to the house across the street with two guys; they proceeded to hack twenty foot branches off the 7000 foot tree by the curb and stuff them into the chipper which was so loud every window in the house rattled.
At 11:59, just as Peter Sagal said "This is NPR..." the woodchipper pulled away and silence settled over the street.
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