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Oh, how easy it is to create garbage. Peel this. Rip it open. Oops, don't need this anymore, toss it! Just put it in the bucket and the garbage man to come. Oh, what a pain, I have to have my garbage can on the corner on Tuesday?

Well, here, you sit under your singularly focused light, reading Harry Potter (Is there anything else?). As Harry Potter and Voldemort raise their quivering wands to send their death blows, something reaches in and pulls your attention from the world. What could it be? It's a distant sound, a song, not unique but significant. Its....its... its.. Garbage Recycle Man!!!!! Run!!!!! Get the garbage bag, get the recycling, GET to the sidewalk! Here he comes. Does he stop? No, its a Wild Boar free for all. Get your garbage in before its too late. Out of my way child or I will smite you! Its pulling away. Summon the powers of high school track n field hammer throw and heave that haven for bacteria colonization into the air where it cuts through gods attempts to blow it off track. You feel like Roy Hobbs hitting that homerun into the lights as the bag falls in.

Hands on your hips you look with pride. You never even had hammer throw in high school track n field. Clank-ity-clank. What was that? Some old lady dropped her cane as she passes you with a limp run and tries her luck at getting the bag into the truck as the traveling music box pulls off into the distance. Oh, silly lady. If you were young again, you would have made it.

Posted by bricker119 10:18 Archived in Taiwan Tagged hitchhiking

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Poor old lady!

by Batmom

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