Thursday, September 01, 2005

Beeping at Three in the Morning

It's 3 in the morning, and I'm hearing a beeping sound... it keeps going on, like a smoke alarm or something. Finally I get out of bed and discover that that the neighbor's dumpster, at the end of the alley, is pile full of junk and construction trash. This pile of trash was beeping.

It's a little dark out, and I stood there staring at the beeping pile of junk, struggling to comprehend the situation in a state of incomplete consciousness. Finally, I decided I wasn't going to climb through junk at three in the morning, so I called the Orange Country Sheriffs. Within 15 minutes they were out there and the beeping stopped shortly thereafter.

While Cathy and I lay in the darkness discussing the excellent response time of the sheriffs and the crazy nature of people dumping trash in the wee hours of the morning, I decided on a new explitive that I shall being using. Instead of "darning" things or saying "gosh darn it!" I will henceforth say, with deep emotion and great conviction, "Begadkephat!"

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