Thursday, February 5, 2009

The triple bagger

Quinn and Walker come running into the room a few minutes ago holding their noses complaning of the smell in their room. I had been in there all evening so I could only imagine...gas? stinky feet? I went in and boy did it smell like bad gas, stinky feet and something rotten. Was it a dead animal? Nope, Walker found an old water bottle with black stuff growing on the inside that had been there "since last year" and decided to open it then put it in the bathroom. I triple bagged it and put it by the door for the dumpster tomorrow.

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