Hello there, brown grass.
I'll see you next winter, snow.
Let's welcome the sun.
It's been a while, yard.
Did you get browner, or what?
Oh look, dog feces.
Prisoners, kudos!
Chain gangs mean it's cleanup time.
Hey. You missed a spot.
Don't look at me, sir.
That garbage isn't ALL mine.
Just that one pile, there.
BP branded bags
It's the least you can do for
all your negligence.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
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