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January 30, 2006

Stay out of my garbage, freak!

This morning, while taking Son to the end of our driveway to catch the bus, I noticed tire tracks going about 1/4 of the way up our driveway. I hopped out of La Tahoe (running on the spare tire, thank you) and looked for foot prints and what not while I called back up to the house on my cell to inform Husband.

Well! As soon as I got back from grocery getting (and singing along and pumping my fist to Rebel Yell), Husband went down the driveway to check things out.

He estimates that it's a truck with balding tires, the driver wears about a size 9 1/2 shoe, and the walked down to our garbage container and apparently got in there. (Sunday is the night we put out the trash.)

So, Husband thinks who ever it was was putting something in our trash can -- a pickup of some kind? The garbage bags themselves weren't torn into, but anyway, who would want to rifle around a bunch of poopy diapers and banana peels?

FREAK! Get out of my trash! Bastard.

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Posted by Groovyvic at 10:44 AM | Comments (3) | TrackBack (0)
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You are funny. I can't help but think of you...

This little cutie pie at church yesterday asked my mom (Yes, my mom) to be her "best friend."

You're just hilarious. If I'm ever in Ohio, I'm stopping by so we can do lunch. ;)

Posted by: thirdee at January 30, 2006 12:34 PM

Maybe it was someone looking for cans. Some people here sort through garbage for cans to recycle for cash. Usually it's homeless or very poor people, but they don't drive, the ride bikes or walk.

Posted by: junebee at January 30, 2006 02:22 PM

Eeewwww!

Posted by: Anna at January 30, 2006 10:10 PM