I'm going to the dump today. It is the most glorious place. It truly is the maw of hell. There is a smasher truck on top of the garbage with a cage over the windows and it rolls back and forth smashing and crushing. (((shiver))) And you stand on the precipice throwing all manner of detritus in so the masher can run over it.
I once was going through a break-up and I went to the dump with several gallon glass jars. I hurled each one down where it made the most satisfying crashing explosive sound. Ah. I could have done this in my kitchen but this way, no mess to clean up.
Besides, in winter, the dump doesn't smell so, well, like a dump.
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