Rummaging through her attic one day, my friend Carol found an old shotgun.
Unsure how to dispose of it, she called her parents.
"Take it to the police station," her mother suggested.
My friend was about to hang up when her mom added...
"And Carol?"
"Yes mom?"
"Call them first and let them know you're coming."
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