Kick the can
Last night I took the garbage can and the recycling bin out to the end of my driveway as is my usual Sunday evening custom. As I turned to go back to the house, I saw a metal soup can (Campbell’s Tomato, 10 ¾ oz, with pull tab top) lying on top of the recycling bin. Those of you that know me are aware that I have always been ready to do my part for the country. I did what any patriot would do; I took the can from the recycling bin, placed it in the road and kicked it. It felt so good to be doing my part that I kicked it again. My neighbor saw me and called to his wife, “that crazy damned Wolf is at it again”. I paid him no heed. After kicking the can down the road for two blocks, I felt much better. I knew that I had done my part to alleviate the budget crisis.
With tongue firmly in cheek. Dal
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