Ain't That Some...

Here's something I've yet to understand - there are people in Hoboken, enough of them to make it a trend, who scold you for throwing poop bags in their trash cans. You know, bags you pick up your dog's shit with, because the rule says you have to.

What? Like your garbage was full of various floral arrangements and combinations of air fresheners?

Dude, trash is trash, and all trash smells like shit. Am I wrong?

I highly doubt my dogs excrement is going to taint your precious trash can in any way. But, you know, if you can explain it to me in a way I can understand that doesn't involve you just wanting to be a dick, I'm all ears.

Otherwise, eat it (literally). And perhaps next time I'll just avoid your trash can altogether and put the bag of shit right on your doorstep. How do you like that?

Cool. Call me later.

Playoffs next Sunday, kids. Get your heads in the game.

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