Frosty Abducted.

The folks in my neighborhood don't seem to be big on holiday decorations. One might find a string of lights here and there. I myself have a lovely silver sequined wreath hanging on my door. One glaring exception would be the giant inflatable snowman that I noticed protruding out of someone's second floor balcony. Today, returning home, I noticed that this Christmas eyesore was no longer on its perch. Was it the Grinch? Bored teenagers? The fire department? Curious.