Several days later, the neighbor found the now somewhat, shall we say, "ripe," dead possum. He was also of the lazy variety and decided to go late that night and chuck the somewhat ripe dead possum into a second neighbor's yard.
And so it came to pass that after a week or so (for these were very large backyards), the second neighbor detected the now wildly overripe dead possum. The second neighbor was a civic-minded individual and therefore acquired a shovel, dug a hole, and buried the overripe dead possum. While digging the hole, he found a large diamond in the rough. He sold the diamond for a significant sum of money and promptly bought a nice house in a better neighborhood, where the neighbors no longer threw dead possums over the fence into his yard.
The moral to this story is twofold: