My great-grandfather used to tell me, "Don't chase after cans because you'll only end up with a truck in your ear." I never quite understood his advice until one st patrick's day, I was gardening with my best friend Elliot. All of a sudden, we found an underground tunnel! It was rancid and spooky sounds came from deep within. Elliot saw something interesting inside, jumped in, and I never saw her again. Great-granddaddy was right!