At work the parking lot is either infested with giant moles that tunnel up through the earth at night and pull down the trees into their underground burrows or else there is a tree burglar on the loose carting off trees in his rusty old pick up truck (isn't it always rusty and old?) in the middle of the night. Of course, this could also be a sign of the parking lot improvement project... but I tend to like the image of giant moles with little blinky eyes, proper waistcoats complete with pocket watches, and tiny little spectacles pulling trees underground Bugs Bunny-style.
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