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Taking a nice walk at lunch, I check out the dumpster behind the art school looking for usable materials, leaning in to pullout a plywood box with a hinged lid, about 2x2x2 feet, thinking, sure, I bet I can use that for something, when I can't reach it from the ground I lean a pallet again the side, climb on that like a ladder, but I still can't reach it, I keep reaching, I keep reaching, and I can just get my hand grip on the box when POP! goes my like lowest rib hard pressed against the rim of the dumpster, the floating one I guess, hurts like a motherfucker now. Shit.

That's a lame cover for not wanting to fess up that you got a beatdown in the dumpster from a bum while fighting over a hambone.

Next post - stonefiend bragging about whooping up on some dude who tried to steal a hambone from him.