I heard a loud noise the other day and saw this lovely box by my front gate with one of the tools from upstairs standing by it.
It took me a minute to catch on...
Then I saw this... isn't it lovely? All those broken bottles of beer that won't be drank in the apartment above us on a weekday night. That means no loud drunken skanks will be dancing around in high heels on wooden floors at 2am. 
Let's reflect for one more moment of silence...ahhh. So nice.(If you are wondering they did clean up most of the mess, trust me, I wouldn't want to be messing with the owner of the black explorer and leave all that glass where it was.)
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