Showing posts with label Humble. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humble. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

More Trash Talk


In an effort to give you deeper insight as to the scope and magnitude of the messy problem over at Carol's Lighting, I asked some everyday unbiased members of the public to follow me out to the fence, take a peak at the pile, and then give me their impression of the scene. They hesitantly agreed to be photographed for the sake of documenting this interview.

As you can see, some of the witnesses shrunk back in fear, actually worried that a sudden gust of wind might cause them to become burried alive by the pulsating, out-of-control heap of rubbish... most of the other witnesses reacted quite angrily, pointing at the mess in shocked disbelief and shouting in protest about the clearly inexcusable habitual litter-buggering going on right in their very own little town.

Well, this wraps up today's tidbit from your Humble, yet-oh-so-lovable, non-confrontational, trailer-trash reporter... over an out good buddies!

Monday, April 02, 2007

I feel like Geraldo Rivera...

...of Humble TX.


Yep! The trash is still piling up over on the other side of the fence at Carol's Lighting. Clearly this reporter has become overwhelmed with disgust at the booming lighting business' inability to manage their waste.

This report brought to you by your favorite neighborhood trailer-trash correspondent hell-bent on bringing you the very best of all the rest of the trash in the 'hood.

Suffice it to say some forms of trash are easier to get rid of than others.

HEY! Did you know one little typo can instantly transform you from being one who merely communicates with another via written word to being a person guilty of adultery with the defendant in a divorce suit? One less "r" and your done fer.

sheez...who woulda thunkit.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

In Case You Were Wondering...

...about the state of the dumpsters over at Carol's Lighting today in the booming metropolis of Humble, TX:

The Morning After Jerkiness

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