Dumpsters are amazing... People throw things away and assume that they've seen the last of their trash when they throw things into a dumpster. At the same time, a lot of people get thrills out of dumpster diving... I don't particularly understand why anyone would want the brick orange recliner I tossed out that smelled kinda funky and had cat puke down the back of it, but apparently it was essential to someone's decor. (Wow, I just painted myself in a pretty crappy light by admitting to owning a stinky brick orange recliner that actually had cat puke on it... Oh well) So, apparently, my recliner was in such demand that some dumpster divers rescued it from the dump. In so doing, they knocked other garbage bags out of the receptacle. Some of these garbage bags fell open or were rummaged through... their guts left scattered like those of the squished rabbit in the street. I was digusted at humanity at seeing the garbage-carnage until I stumbled across the buttplug. For some reason, seeing a discarded buttplug lying beside the dumpster incited fits of giggles that I still can't get over.
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