Remember in A Christmas Story, when Ralphie's old man wins the "major award" that turns out to be a leg lamp, and it comes to the house in a giant wooden crate marked "Fragile" (which he thinks is a French word, pronounced "Fra-GEE-lay")? Well, there's a crate just like that in the gravel lot behind our office right now. I have no idea what's in it. This should not surprise me, however. In that same lot at the moment (a gravel lot that serves as the redneck backyard for the house adjacent to our building) are the following items:
- A plastic garbage can with a domed top (broken)
- A black metal futon frame
- Approximately 8 plate glass windows, stacked against...
- A rusty old (presumably non-functioning) vehicle with the approximate shape and vintage as the car I think the PT Cruiser was designed to emulate
- Two other vehicles that might possibly still run, one circa 1970s and one early 1990s
- Various bits of scrap metal
- An aluminum ladder
- Several pieces of lumber
- A stack of 5-gallon plastic buckets (empty)
No, I do not work in rural Alabama. Just in case you were wondering.
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