12-01-2014, 01:23 PM
So, about a year ago the council changed the rubbish chute where I live. It went from a large, easy to open hole in the wall to one of those things you see at banks that you put packages in, safe to say I was pretty pissed at what they did, but it didn't matter much.
Now, about a whole year later the fucking thing cut my middle finger. There was some skin coming off it too.
I swear, either I'm going to kill this bad luck or it's going to kill me.
Also, typing has become a bitch since I around 8 plasters and sticky tape keeping it all on together.
Now, about a whole year later the fucking thing cut my middle finger. There was some skin coming off it too.
I swear, either I'm going to kill this bad luck or it's going to kill me.
Also, typing has become a bitch since I around 8 plasters and sticky tape keeping it all on together.