Me: Which one of you wiseasses is responsible for this mess?
George: Oh, my. I wonder how that happened?
Me: Alan, you're looking very guilty.
Alan: I thought you'd be impressed that I could pull the poop bucket out of the cart
using only my teeth.
Johnny: You're so lame. She's not buying it.
Hoping to divert my attention from the crime scene...
...George and Alan followed the cat, leaving me to re-scoop the poop.