Yip! Yap! Yip!! There's no one here to sign for this toxic waste. Now what do we do? Heck, let's just go dump it in the bay. Somehow this seems like a hollow victory.
Ert! Sunshine Toxic Waste Disposal. Here comes economic opportunity to our backyard! I can't look! This is where we're supposed to bury this stuff? We're looking for a "Mr. Checkers". Bark! Yip! Arf!! There's no one here but this dog. Must be some kind of hoax. Yap! Yip!
I leased out the backyard as a toxic waste dump. What?! You can't do that! We'll all get cancer! And I'll grow 50 feet tall and be attacked by the Air Force! Relax! It's safer than (check one) A few weeks in the Sun. A whole bunch of x-rays. Eating raw bacon. Other.