Phewww!!!! My heart jumped when I saw the title. I thought maybe someone came dangerously close to busting me for all the outdoor shits I've been taking around town.
You HOPE the next dimly lit spot they choose is littered with nails (preferably hammered into plywood and laid out so they stick straight, and securely, upwards) that puncture their tires and/or feet???
I think you may have solved your own problem here.
I think you may have solved your own problem here.