It's 8 O'clock on a lovely Friday evening in June. And here he is: dragging in the second (or is that the third?) load of crap for the day. You might think that all of this garbage picking would have made him tired. But you'd be wrong! He still has plenty of energy left to do at least a preliminary sorting of this round's collection. Wonder how late he'll stay out there 'til this time?
By the way: notice how this junk is stored as far away from the house as possible? Also, that three of the four trash pails alongside the house have no lids? And, the one pail that does is overflowing so that the lid is useless?
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