Project Mayhem
Today, before work, I went to the municipal tip to throw away the remains of the gross carpet that used to be in my hallway. Years of neglect had rendered it unfit for human senses.
The enormous sense of satisfaction I felt hurling three binliners of horror over the side of the swimming-pool sized skip to their timely death has to be experienced to be believed. I think everyone should take bulky things out of their houses to the tip, it is cathartic.
Then I drove away really fast because I thought someone might think that three huge rolled up carpets might contain bodies for disposal, and I didn't want to raise suspicion by hanging around, cackling.
The enormous sense of satisfaction I felt hurling three binliners of horror over the side of the swimming-pool sized skip to their timely death has to be experienced to be believed. I think everyone should take bulky things out of their houses to the tip, it is cathartic.
Then I drove away really fast because I thought someone might think that three huge rolled up carpets might contain bodies for disposal, and I didn't want to raise suspicion by hanging around, cackling.
1 Comments:
Sometimes I forget mustard sundae is there. Then I remember again, and suddenly all is right with the world.
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