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crazy. the continuing saga between me and the smelly pub continues.

they smell, they hand out poorly spelt flyers in the mail... and they throw out my rubbish!

YEAH!

it all began with a computer table that i had un-assembled and had left waiting in the hallway of our house. anyways... i finally thought it was time to get rid of it as i was over seeing it every time i left and entered the house (and steve asked me a few times too what was happening with it) ANYWAYS...

it's 4am on wed. morning. bin night. silence. empty streets. ben is awake. ben takes 3 pieces of table to smelly pubs dumpster. ben is very happy. ben crawls back into bed.

ben wakes up. carol tells ben that computer table is on the side of the road!!!

WHAAT?

is my rubbish too good for them? and what gives them the right to just chuck it on the side of the road? how could they do that to the environment?

am i meant to be guilty because it was my desk? i cant pick it up and bring it back inside. they'll know it was me. they shouldn't have taken it out of the bin. it was fine. it was going to a proper resting spot. now it rots in the gutter.

HMPH!

oh well.. SHAME ON YOU SMELLY PUB. SHAME ON YOU...