A few moments ago I walked into my floor's trash room - yes, one of my favorite places on Earth - and was met with the sight of a very full trash bag stuffed to its guts that someone apparently had given up on shoving entirely through the chute, leaving it hanging like Winnie the Pooh stuck & struggling for that honey. In an instant of ecstasy I had the perfect joke pop in my head for the situation if I could only get a quick photo snapped before someone else walked in but a different kind of instant, this one filled with panic, propelled me back through the trash room door from where I'd come and I sprinted to my apartment & slammed the door safely behind me before anyone could see me wandering the halls so they'd assume I'd been the one who left the half-stuffed bag just hanging there like a complete asshole.
Of course not only did I forget the joke, but I forgot to take the picture in the first place & if you think I'm going back there anytime soon within the next few hours so I can get framed for that shit then you people are out of your goddam minds.
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