My friend Andi and I were walking through a park in Bellevue, Washington when we smelled a weird sweel smell. Turns out it was this guy, sitting on some wood and smoking a pipe.
As we walked past, he muttered something incoherent to us.
I looked at Andi and whispered, "What was that?"
When we got into the car, parked right behind the guy, she pointed out that the pipe smoking guy had an animal in the file box.
Just then a little face peeped out of the hole.