Yup, didn't want to get too close for fear there was poop in it. What in the hell is up with people lately. Is it just too much of a pain to walk it to the garbage can. I'm getting a little bit leery of what is going to be on the ground next. Just fracken ick.
Does your husband/boyfriend/significant other, have a thing about inanimate objects getting the better of them?
I give you,
THE PLASTIC DOLLAR TREE BOWL FROM HELL....dun...dun...dun...
I'm sure the poor little bowl was screaming in pain as it was being torn apart by
Mr. Dazee The Incredible Hulk, the other day. It really cracks me up watching said massacre of things. Because I'm sure the offendee's body gets hurt worse than the item being sent to it's final resting place. Temper, temper.
Speaking of fracking inanimate objects that I want to fracking hurt. The
perp lady that lives behind us has the hots for Mr. Dazee. Whenever he is outside working, she comes out. Usually she is well covered and not right about where he is working. I've actually teased with him calling her his girlfriend and such. She's usually in long pants or capri length shorts. Today, well, take a look.