Ok folks. Let's try this again. What are those? Right. Flower barrels. What are they NOT?
Your garbage can.
What else aren't they?
Your own personal coffee table.
Nor is it your ashtray.
So get your butts, coffee cups, popcorn bags, and random bits of plastic OUT of them, and into your pockets where they belong.
Oh, hey, and you also - the handicap-bus driver - Stop opening your door and tossing your garbage out onto the middle of the parkway. Yes, I am glaring at you. Yes, I am THRILLED I am making you uncomfortable. I watched you open your door, drop three tissues, a burger wrapper, a soda cup, and a chips bag out , then brush your legs off and close your door again.
Ahhh. So you're gonna get back at me by riding my tail, then? Ok, then I'm gonna go just under the speed limit and annoy the piss out of you. You're making the same turn I am? Guess what, there's a cop in front of me. So I'm gonna go S...L...O...W...L...Y. See, I'm early for work, so I can afford to go at a snail's pace. You, on the other hand, have a schedule to keep. And if you hadn't pissed me off, you wouldn't be freaking out right now.
Damn I wish I'd gotten his bus number. I know the city's handicap service doesn't like complaints about their drivers.
Your garbage can.
What else aren't they?
Your own personal coffee table.
Nor is it your ashtray.
So get your butts, coffee cups, popcorn bags, and random bits of plastic OUT of them, and into your pockets where they belong.
Oh, hey, and you also - the handicap-bus driver - Stop opening your door and tossing your garbage out onto the middle of the parkway. Yes, I am glaring at you. Yes, I am THRILLED I am making you uncomfortable. I watched you open your door, drop three tissues, a burger wrapper, a soda cup, and a chips bag out , then brush your legs off and close your door again.
Ahhh. So you're gonna get back at me by riding my tail, then? Ok, then I'm gonna go just under the speed limit and annoy the piss out of you. You're making the same turn I am? Guess what, there's a cop in front of me. So I'm gonna go S...L...O...W...L...Y. See, I'm early for work, so I can afford to go at a snail's pace. You, on the other hand, have a schedule to keep. And if you hadn't pissed me off, you wouldn't be freaking out right now.
Damn I wish I'd gotten his bus number. I know the city's handicap service doesn't like complaints about their drivers.
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