trashed.: Day 139: The Parrot

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Day 139: The Parrot

If you've been to one of our pirate parties, you've probably said horrible things to this talking parrot. He's been a fixture on our porch for about four years now, but he's getting faded and yucky, and the speaker thingy has been ruined by the elements, so now everything he says sounds like, "Blrpk kaaa."

DESTINATION: Trash.

1 comment:

ChristinaJune 22, 2011 at 8:01 PM
I refuse to accept you are getting rid of him. Refuse.
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a few house rules...

...better known as excuses designed to make our lives easier.

1) If we throw something away on Thursday but don't get a chance to post until Friday, it counts.

2) If we get rid of a few things at once, we can post them one at a time over the next few days. It's our stuff and we want to give it a proper send-off. Besides, we can't tell craigslisters, "Can you come tomorrow instead? We're all blogged-out today."

3) Sometimes we'll throw a pile of crap out and count it as five days' worth. Sometimes we'll throw a pile of crap out and call it one day. Both are fine, because we make the rules.

Rules subject to change when we feel like it.