When I built my first house up in Cougar Ridge I went up one day to have a look and see how it was going. I was wandering around the house when my dog came running up the basement stairs, mouth full of toilet paper.
I went down and had a look, and over in the corner someone had dug a little hole in the gravel (basement wasn't poured yet) and was using it as a shatter.
I complained to the builder, and the next day the floor was poured. They assured me that it was all cleaned up......as if. They poured over the crap and sealed it for the next 100 years in the cement.
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