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Naked backyard toilet needs t(w)inkle lights.

by L2L3 on December 8, 2012   |  FacebooktwitterTumblr


No, it doesn't only happen in the south, but there's a lot of it here. "It" is living in relative physical, not to mention mental, squalor. The next two houses down the road are clear examples. Both have trash scattered all over the
properties. Each has a giant pile of household trash in
the back yard. One has a toilet sitting in the middle of
their back yard. The residents of both houses have to
walk through the drifting trash to get into their respective houses, yet not one of them feels inclined to bag up the diapers, grocery bags, Chef Boyardee cans, potato chip bags, etc. The 8th grade son from one of these fine families spent a significant amount of time at a public Boy Scout fnction, holding a hot dog at his crotch, runnng around yelling, "Hey, look at my weeny! It's a giant weeny!" This, in front of his mother, who made no attempt to intervene. I guess these folks have their own unique standards for socially acceptable behavior. Please, save me the poverty/education lectures. Trash pick up here is less than $4 per week. At least one family has three cars, a motorcycle and a satellite dish in their front yard. It is far more a matter of mind-set than money. On the up side, thankfully, both houses are half a mile down the road and hidden around a couple of curves.

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