*Jill arrives home from work*
Jill: Lillian, why is there a box of empties sitting in the hallway? I thought Margaret and John’s kid usually scooped them up on Tuesdays?
Lill: *Cough* Apparently after enduring a herniated disc from last week’s load, he said we needed the change for rehab more than he did for a PlayStation 4.
Jill: *Raises eyebrow* I guess that also explains the pamphlet for addiction control taped to the front door…