You have failed to take adequate prophylatic measures against this sort of thing happening to you. I, as I do, you lived at the rubbish tip instead of some neighborhood filled with lawns, the only sound you would hear would be the soothing roar of the caterpillar tractors, as they playfully push the trash hither and thither, in hopes of finding a bloated carcass to explode.
― Aimless, Tuesday, 6 May 2008 01:04 (sixteen years ago) link