Smiley Face Garage

Our neighbor's derelict garage is constantly being assaulted by our favorite gang bangers, The Mayberry Street Crazys. Sparky and I are always saying what a blight the thing is, especially when covered with their graffiti. But we've been hesitant to complain to the city to get it torn down as it would leave us with an uninterrupted view of our neighbors house, which is an unfortunate shade of bright turquoise. We've decided that this pathetic garage is the lesser of the two eyesores. Anyway, it has been covered with the Crazys graffiti for months now, and Sparky has called the Graffiti Abatement Unit at least a dozen times to get them to paint over it. We would have done it ourselves except we are out of house paint, and can't afford to buy a new can. (Paint is expensive, and we are Misers, after all.) In the meantime, somebody got sick of the Crazys monikers and painted two smiley faces over them. Today, finally, the Graffiti Abatement Unit showed up (after Sparky called them again for the millionth time) to paint over it. They painted everything out except for the smiley faces. (Why did the leave them? Did they think it was art? That it was part of the garage's charm?) So now we have to look at the mindless grinning blue faces for god knows how long. Oh well, I guess it's better than what was there before. By the way, thanks a lot, Sparky.