Yesterday's random litter pickup while walking in the blazing 95-degree Syracuse heat:
Newport cigarette boxes (two or three), Burger King bag, Whopper cardboard box, Seneca cigs box, wadded-up paper, coffee cup, Goya pineapple juice can, something-something, and some more something-something else.
Did I like dirtying my hands to do this? No.
Why did I do it?
Did you see me doing this?
When you were panhandling over near the Dinosaur Barbecue, did you know I almost walked over and told you to abandon your statuesque, catatonic beggar's stance and pitch in in my cleanup?
Would this have resulted in violence against my person?
What does all this litter add up to?
D-I-S-G-U-S-T-I-N-G.
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