I've come CLOSE to doing the exact same thing. No such luck yet.
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The hardest part to get over is the thought. A good cleaning and all is good, except the memory....
You are truly a bold man!!! I would never admit this to ANYONE - EVER!!!
This is exactly the kind of thing that would happen to me, which is one of the reasons I only smoke at home. A man's got to know his limitations.
Smoking while walking just isn't enjoyable to me anyway.
My favorite dog shit story;
13 years ago we brought home two Lab puppies. They were wild little troublemakers and chewed on everything they could find. Furniture, first edition photo books, cell phones, TV remotes and, of course, their beds. Whatever went in had to come out, so we’d see bits of magazines, dog toys and oriental rug. Since we live in the woods, we never have to do pooper scooper duty, we just let nature deal with it. A year or so later, I started seeing tree seedlings coming up with bits of dog bed and couch upholstery hanging off their tiny branches. What better place to start life than under a load of nice, rich dog crap? Well, every year since I have spotted trees with small chunks of our old red slip covers, or their brown and gray dog beds hanging off. Some of those trees are getting pretty big now. I’ve seen birds tugging at the bits of cloth, hoping to add it to their nests. The dogs are both gone now, but their important work of sharing our sofa with the rest of the natural world lives on.
13 years ago we brought home two Lab puppies. They were wild little troublemakers and chewed on everything they could find. Furniture, first edition photo books, cell phones, TV remotes and, of course, their beds. Whatever went in had to come out, so we’d see bits of magazines, dog toys and oriental rug. Since we live in the woods, we never have to do pooper scooper duty, we just let nature deal with it. A year or so later, I started seeing tree seedlings coming up with bits of dog bed and couch upholstery hanging off their tiny branches. What better place to start life than under a load of nice, rich dog crap? Well, every year since I have spotted trees with small chunks of our old red slip covers, or their brown and gray dog beds hanging off. Some of those trees are getting pretty big now. I’ve seen birds tugging at the bits of cloth, hoping to add it to their nests. The dogs are both gone now, but their important work of sharing our sofa with the rest of the natural world lives on.
Heard a great line on Weeds the other night. “Birthing a Texan”. No offense to Texas.
Great story.
Great story.
I’m actually a girl but work with all men so I get it.You are truly a bold man!!! I would never admit this to ANYONE - EVER!!!