This is one of those small things that wazzes me off. It shouldn't, but like shitty Ocean Finance adverts it does. These red rubber buggers are an elastic litter on pathways and pavements, like little red worms kissing their own arses.
But now the authorities are planning to make posties pick them up under fear of a short stretch, or a fine at least.
My plan for the rubber band ball world record is now in jeopardy.
Friday Cephalopod: I succumb to peer pressure and will mention Octopolis
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Friday Cephalopod: I succumb to peer pressure and will mention Octopolis
Wow. Every person on the planet saw one version or another of this
"Octopolis" st...
7 years ago
1 comment:
While they're picking their rubber bands up, do you think they could also somehow manage to shut the gate on their way out too?
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