Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Garbage Man

I had my buddy the Slovack over this morning to pressure wash the deck. I was keeping puppy occupied while he was hosing everything down. Well, it was garbage day and the garbage man saw the Slovack with the washer.

Garbage man: Do you own this house?

Slovack: No, I'm just helping my friend out.

Garbage man: Well, do you think you could help him out, and us, and hose out his garbage container?

The Slovack just laughed and nodded. My garbage container smelled like hell and had maggots crawling in it. That's how we roll in the land of the rich and famous.

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