There is a house being built right next door. Sometimes, it can be a real pain. Like this summer when my mailbox was run over by a cement truck. Or like today:
Just moments ago I was driving home thinking about how I was feeling like it was time to blog but couldn't really think of anything to write about. Well, I turned onto my street and noticed a large object in my yard. I wasn't completely shocked because anytime there is a slight breeze I get all kinds of trash in my yard and today there is much more than a slight breeze out there. As I got closer I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of a port-o-potty, turned over, in my yard. 
I also enjoyed hearing the laughs of the construction crew next door when they realized I was actually taking a picture of the turned over toilet.
I suppose God wanted me to have something to blog about, or at least laugh at, so He sent an extra blustery day my way. And a port-o-potty.
Any ideas how to get rid of it?
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
I thought the mailbox was bad
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6 comments:
hee hee! this is great! I would make the laughing construction workers move it...:D
Well at least you have a place to go in an emergency!
I thought it looked good next door but I think it looks even better on its side in YOUR yard!!
Have you told your friends that this is your guest bath?
looks like an aggie joke!! :)d
That is funny!! (And it doesn't look like an aggie joke to me- looks like a bear joke) :)
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