And I wish they all looked like this and did not smell. Even in lovely suburban areas the bin lorry, and bins make me feel queasy. Not as ill as thinking about what might be in corned beef which I mistakenly did this morning. Varicose vein hash anyone?
1 comment:
LMAO! You've been reading my blog ;o)
(and I have to avoid my own beefy blog entry, as I really can't read the horrors of corned beef again...I need to find something else to make "hash" with now...)
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