"...and a towel we can throw away after."

Yesterday on the sidewalk, I saw a pile of garbage consisting of:

  • a wine bottle;
  • a Jack Daniels bottle;
  • a broken baby stroller;
  • half a dozen syringes.

That must have been some party.


13 Responses:

  1. dojothemouse says:

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  2. 5beroptic says:

    let the good times roll?

  3. baconmonkey says:

    chug the wine.
    get the baby drunk on Jack.
    shoot up that pure sweet, sweet baby's blood.

  4. They threw away a towel? Don't they know how imporant a towel is? It's like the most important item ever.

  5. lars_larsen says:

    Once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. Sometimes you need a baby stroller to haul it around.

  6. If I wasn't so "Team Angelina!" I would so assume you came across Bradgelina's baby shower.

  7. netik says:

    This morning while going to get my car I saw a large, menancing knife at the main door to my building. I put it in the trash, thinking, "A big knife out on the street is the last thing we need when the drunks arrive."

    Too bad it wasn't a better knife or covered in blood. I'd of kept it.

    • d1663m says:

      Okay, this morning on my way to work I was clipping through a sorta bad part of town. This huge-ass dude was walking cattycorner across the street. He stared me down as I approached, but kept walking along. It was only after I was passing him that my gaze went from his eyes to his hands. He was carrying a large meat cleaver and a big stick. He looked ready to give somebody a serious woopin' and a maybe a little cleaving "on the side"...

      • A friend of mine was vacationing somewhere in the Arizona desert, they were all eating peyote and wound up hiking almost a hundred miles. When they woke up, they found they were on the inside border of a prison fence. They promptly decided to run. As they hit the other side of the fence, my friend looked down and saw a homemade prison shiv covered in blood. For some reason, he picked it up and brought it home with him. He gave it to me as a wedding present.

        Nothing relating to knives in trash, but scary, blood-covered knives in general.

  8. ioerror says:

    How I miss it.

  9. fantasygoat says:

    Only a half dozen?


  10. jennae says:

    Hot damn! That beats the chicken smorgasborg I ran into the other day - there was a bag with one of those deli rotisserie chickens in it, a box of banquet chicken nuggets and some bones (that I assumed were chicken bones).