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The Santa Claus protester. In December he went downtown to the Santa Claus Holiday House and started yelling at the kids
and parents waiting in line that Santa was a fraud and as good Christians they needed to stop encouraging their kids to believe
in Santa, etc. etc. That ended when Santa Claus petitioned the local judge for an anti-harassment order, which the judge gladly
signed, ordering the Santa hater to stay 500 feet away from Santa. Problem solved.

A few months later, Santa Hater is now out in front of the Mormon church with a megaphone being obnoxious to all the folks
going in to church. “Hey people your leader and prophet was a polygamous pedophile who was jailed or kicked out of every
place he tried to settle his followers in! Wake up and smell the coffee! Oh wait that’s right you don’t drink coffee! Well you
should, it tastes delicious!”

Resident Englishman (complete with accent) comes home to his house from a business trip to discover there had been a big
teen drinking party there while he was away. Beer bottles, solo cups, liquor bottles, cigarette butts just everywhere. Items missing
from various rooms. Dirt all over the floors. Hot tub probably should be drained, I suggest. Shane the Great Dane saw everything
but he wasn’t no snitch; maybe the kids had bribed his silence with some alcohol. The topper was the underwear in the master
bedroom that some teenager had left behind.

Woman was walking down the sidewalk. Random weird guy approached her and punched her in the face. She fought him off
and he ran away and was never seen again. No idea who he was; I presume he was passing through town. I never was able to
solve that one. Poor woman was quite traumatized.