I'm sitting at home, mostly minding my own business, when I hear some rustling outside my front door. I assume it's the UPS guys dropping off a package. Although, for the life of me I couldn't remember ordering anything.
Ususally when the UPS guy drops something off, I hear some rustling, he rings the bell and knocks a few times and then drives off.
But this time no ring, no knock -- just rustling.
So I opened my front door to see what my early onset alzheimers has cased me to treat this unknown package like Christmas day, when I see this:
Not to worry. The tree trunk is not about to crush my neighbor.
Her reaction to this the fallen tree pretty much says it all, "What the fuck!?!?!"
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This is God's way of saying, "time to move to the 'dorf"
delinnic -- Items, usually, words, that have been freed from societal constraints of horizontal and vertical linearity.
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