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NE IA | Find a level B road somewhere on the other side of the country and add to the old couch, tires, and mattress that already resides there. Preferably on a Sunday evening around dusk. And to top it off, throw all you pop, beer, water bottles out the window on your way there. The fast food bag with half eaten fries is at your discretion. This way next time your filling up with gas, you can say you didn’t have to contribute to the convenient garbage containers strategically located between the multiple gas pumps. The same gas pumps that you walk away from while it’s filling to go in and get a 40 for the remainder of the ride home that is ultimately going to end up in someone’s front yard after you overflowed your tank.
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