Monday, June 16, 2008

Beware The Dumpster Children

So I'm strolling out the back door to my car for another thrilling-ass shift selling snacks to rich kids by a pool, and I see what NO ONE wants to see at nine in the morning, or ever...

A CREEPY STATUE. A grimacing, pasty-faced, child-demon piece of kitsch. Which as somehow been perched on the very top of the big dumpster. I wonder what's happened here...did it escape on its own and sheltered up there to avoid dangerous car wheels and the angry children of the little old lady it murdered in a supernatural frenzy? Or has it been placed there by some bizarre urban cult? I let you be the judge:


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