Soulfly3
Footballguy
Live in a very small, wealthy town, surrounded by mostly retired or close to retired snobs that mostly relocated from toronto. (note: I am neither wealthy nor old). Folks in this town are as ANAL as it gets... the most entitled humans I can think of.
Anyways.. my dog takes a dump on our front lawn every morning, and we generally pick it up near immediately or later in the day in a blue doodoo bag, toss it in this half cut wine barrel (that's half filled w soil) off our front steps, and then every few days or so, i grab them all and toss them in the trash that we keep in a critter proof rubbermaid housing in the backyard. We mostly do this cuz when we wake up at 6-630am we're still half asleep as our lil dog begs to take a crap.. not in the mood to walk round the house to toss it asap
wife is working from home and txts me, LIVID, that the oldish guy across the street (who has always been nice and overly talkative to us) came right into our yard, reached into the barrel, took the bags of poo, walked back to his house, and threw them in HIS garbage in his garage (that was open so she saw him do it)
ive been stewing on this for days now. i dont know how or even if i should approach him about this. if you're standing eye level to our house, you can't see the bags unless you're EXPLICITLY looking, and tall. They, however, sit on their raised front porch every morning and can likely see the bags... but again, they're IN a half cut barrel right off our front steps.
talk to me.
Anyways.. my dog takes a dump on our front lawn every morning, and we generally pick it up near immediately or later in the day in a blue doodoo bag, toss it in this half cut wine barrel (that's half filled w soil) off our front steps, and then every few days or so, i grab them all and toss them in the trash that we keep in a critter proof rubbermaid housing in the backyard. We mostly do this cuz when we wake up at 6-630am we're still half asleep as our lil dog begs to take a crap.. not in the mood to walk round the house to toss it asap
wife is working from home and txts me, LIVID, that the oldish guy across the street (who has always been nice and overly talkative to us) came right into our yard, reached into the barrel, took the bags of poo, walked back to his house, and threw them in HIS garbage in his garage (that was open so she saw him do it)
ive been stewing on this for days now. i dont know how or even if i should approach him about this. if you're standing eye level to our house, you can't see the bags unless you're EXPLICITLY looking, and tall. They, however, sit on their raised front porch every morning and can likely see the bags... but again, they're IN a half cut barrel right off our front steps.
talk to me.
all of it.
needed a good laugh. of course this morning the dog has only peed so far, so i cant even toss a fresh one of my barrel for his to simmer over... 
