U is for uninvited.
A friend recently gave me a basket of apples. The basket wasn't full, and the apples weren't premium quality, but the kids and my mother have been enjoying them. We'd set the bushel basket of them inside the basement door about halfway down, on the landing, because it's cool and dark there. Yesterday afternoon I discovered one of the apples had been sampled. Today I discovered whoever made a meal of the forbidden fruit Sunday night, had returned for seconds last night. Apparently some folks eat and poop in exactly the same spot. Ew.
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