Nope, not a baby.
So I'm going for coffee from the shop next to my workplace this morning and notice something odd on the drug store's sidewalk--a Winnie the Pooh hamper in a, shall we say, heavily used state (stained, hole in the bottom, etc.). I give it a cursory look and then head into my store to see if anyone knows what it's all about.
"It's got porn tapes in it," is the reply.
"What?!" I ask. "Who would put porn tapes in a ratty Pooh bear hamper and leave them in front of the store?"
Well, there were no answers forthcoming but it was pretty damned funny. I went next door for the coffees for my mom and I and couldn't help but open the hamper on my way out. Sure enough, three cassette tapes were inside. I nudged one but felt very self-conscious looking at this outside so left the mess go. Quite an interesting encounter so early on my day off. I can only wonder what's next?
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Hi Alan. Yes, I guess you could say that. The rather bland end of the story is that my boss put the stuff in our garbage pile. At least that's what they were discussing when I stopped by.
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