My local…

Today I went to my local. I spend half my life there.
This is Simon. He’s always on the door. He’s great.

Today I dropped off at the dump;

  • a camp bed
  • a floor lamp
  • thousands of leaves (all collected by my own fair hands)
  • my old car battery
  • a christmas tree
  • 3 bags of indescribable shit

I am there so often that I dont ever have to show my proof of address on entry, most of the fellas that work there know my name and are actually quite shocked at how often I frequent the dump. I am a veritable phenomena.




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