Ralphy looked out of his bedroom window, hoping for impassable snowdrifts guaranteeing a school-free week. All prayers for frozen precipitation fled his tweenage mind, however, when he was greeted by the sight of two Victorian-looking gentlemen digging a hole in his front lawn.
--your turn-- Ralphy walked out to his front lawn to figure out what the men were doing. When he got outside he realized it was just his dad and uncle. "Why are you digging in the front lawn?" Ralphy asked. "I'm sorry son but I can't tell you." His father replied "Why not?" --your turn--