My hope is that the people in this town who put their garbage outside all week long (illegally, mind you), uncovered, will see that their hamburger helper boxes and condom wrappers are now strewn about for all to see, and that they will keep their garbage inside from now on.
I know that they will continue to do it, but I'll always hope that they won't. They don't seem to mind that the alleys fill up with their garbage even when there aren't high winds.
There are a few houses in my crappy end of town that normally have garbage in the yard. So, today their home look like all of the others! How nice for them.
Monday, March 13, 2006
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7 comments:
dekalb needs the "garbage blowing in the wind guy". put on the overcoat, get the mandolin out and hit the streets old dog! be useful!
dekalb needs the "garbage blowing in the wind guy". put on the overcoat, get the mandolin out and hit the streets old dog! be useful!
dekalb needs the "garbage blowing in the wind guy". put on the overcoat, get the mandolin out and hit the streets old dog! be useful!
So, yea! Looks like the Old Dog needs to shut-off the comments moderation setting.
Sorry, tom o!
We got real problems in my hood with the trash. People feel that it is perfectly acceptable to walk down the street eating chicaken and discard the bones wherever they may fall. Try keeping your dog away from fried chicaken on the street. Hell, even I find the prospect of free fired chicaken tempting. Last week we came across a whole untoauced baloney sandwich on the sidewalk. Who the fuck throws a whole baloney sandwich on the street? Don't even get me started on the cheetos bags.
thank you old dog!
Mike, I'm with you. DC is the discarded chicken bone capital of the world, in addition to being the nation's capital.
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