Back when I was a kid

Anything that was considered trash was thrown in the trash. End of story. Trash or garbage goes into the trash. End of story. When the can gets full, you took it out to the trash and tossed it in. The end, until garbage day when one truck came along and emptied the cans. And that was it. End of story. Please, Earth, stop busting my goddamned chops on this and be grateful I'm not pooping on the fricking sidewalk like some folks in this town do.

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ced1969
It's been a day in which I've felt mad at the world. I want to turn off the filter in my head and say whatever I think to the a-holes around me, and react irrationally just because it feels good. Thanks to your post, and my subsequent laugh, I've simmered down. :-)

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