Unsung Heroes
Last night I was thinking about the noble, majestic garbage collectors. Similar to April 14 for accountants and December 24 for clerks at Christmas Tree Shoppes, the end of September has to be the most stressful, dreaded time for these wonders of waste management. Leases are up, everyone's moving out, so why not throw out your dining room set and your kitchen stove? (I actually saw this this morning) Yeah, why not, the garbage guys are just scoundrels and drunks anyway, right? Wrong, pal. Have a little respect. These people touch your trash.
Incidentally, have garbagemen ever been featured in porn movies?
"Excuse me ma'am, you can't co-mingle your recyclables."
"Ooh, co-mingle. I like the sound of that..."
posted by jesse @ 7:27 AM
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And in what to be his pajamas at that...
Shit... I meant, and in what "appears" to be his pajamas at that...
Physique just right. as is the pictured loud bellowing and wide open mouth. but , where's the eight kinky four-inch-long chin strands? and the "chew container" pocket bulge?
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