Friday, December 31, 2010

Broken bottles and rusty nails.

If you go to the shore, you could hurt your feet by stepping on broken bottles and rusty nails.

Broken bottles come from drunks and kids who can't resist breaking bottles.
People who's main contribution is a beach front obstacle course of curly green glass shards.

Every day drunks and kids, come out and bust up a new batch of bottles for the rest of us to pick our way through.

And since it's been happening forever, you wonder why the planet isn't a glass carpet by now.
And how is it that we can confidently stride out into the surf, barefoot.

Nature is always knocking stuff around, and pretty soon the glass rolls over and plants the sharp side in the ground, and then it gets busted into smaller and smaller pieces.

Thank you mother nature, someone's got to clean up after these drunks and kids.


But What's the deal with mother nature and rusty nails?
A person lays out the cash and sweat to build the best dock they can, and then mother nature thrashes it all over the shore in the next storm. All these rusty nails poking up through planks, and if they ever flip over, they just flip back again because of the nail. WTF? 

Luckily the drunks and kids burn up the naily wood in their camp fires. 

Drunks, kids, and mother nature working together in harmony.


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