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This past Friday I watched out the window as the wind lifted up my asswipe neighbor's aluminum canoe from the top of his garage and threw it into my yard (not that he's an asswipe for keeping the canoe on top of his garage.  He's an asswipe for a multitude of various reasons and anecdotes much too long and involved to get into).  Yesterday, he put it right back up on the garage, same place as before.  Today I watched the wind again pick up the canoe and then throw it to the other side of the garage.  This makes me wonder how many times does this happen that I haven't actually seen it get blown off the roof and how much am I willing to bet that the canoe goes right back on top of the garage the next time it winds up in someone's yard?

ETA:

My asswipe neighbor's canoe is now lying in the alley.  God,I hope it didn't hurt anyone when it fell.

I also hope someone takes it and enjoys a free canoe!

ETA:
It's gone!  Someone did take it!  Yay!  Today, I love living in a crime zone!

 

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My asswipe neighbor's canoe is now lying in the alley.  God,I hope it didn't hurt anyone when it fell.

I also hope someone takes it and enjoys a free canoe!

Edited Later:
It's gone!  Someone did take it!  Yay!  Today, I love living in a crime zone!

I think today is just my day to be pissed off at everyone.

So in our alley where we put the recycling we have people that come through on a regular basis who sift through the recycling to take the aluminum cans.  I have absolutely no problem with this at all.  My problem is that in doing so, they would dump all of the sorted cans that they didn't want into the recycling bin and take the bag for themselves (or else dump all the unwanted cans onto our driveway).  Then, when the recycling truck would come through, the workers would leave our recycling along with a note that we needed to sort it or else they wouldn't pick it up.  After several months of of cleaning up after the can scavengers and getting sick of it I started sorting all the aluminum pop/soda cans separately.  I'd put them into a plastic bag and leave the bag on top of the recycling bin so it could be taken and nothing would be dumped and left for me to clean up.  Apparently this was not enough since I walked out to find my recycling again dumped onto the driveway because someone wanted an extra paper bag.  I am so sick of cleaning up other people's trash.

Help!!! My son has been possessed by a three year old!!!!

Which is probably because he's three.  Let me tell you, anyone who calls two terrible has no experience whatsoever with the younger preschool set known as the three year old.  If you see one lurking on the street, in your yard or home, beware -- the three year old is considered to be incredibly dangerous, extremely illogical and full of attitude.  Consider yourself warned.