I was walking home from the pub the other day and I glanced down a back alley and saw a beaten up, old-fashioned bin. It looked like it had been there for 50 years and was a bit battered, sitting in a pool of its own bin juice.

I wondered if this is what it had wanted from its life. It was old now but had it once had dreams. You’ve got to remember one thing here, I was walking back from the pub…

To give it purpose in life I bunged my empty pizza box in it and staggered on.

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