In a hidden corner, outside the Thunderdome is now sitting a lonely and empty trash can. No one dares to walk near it, no one wants to remember what happened this Monday, everyone wants to forget. We where sitting in the bus al ready to go, when someone was missing. We saw him, with the trash can full of trash, he was struggling to lift it so we went and help, all of the sudden, when we were trying to get all the trash in a bag, everything went terribly wrong, trash was all over the floor, and this apocalyptic smell came down with it. It was a complete disaster, struggling to breath, trying to lift the trash without dying and laughing so hard at the situation , we were starting the TRASHPOCALYIPSE. Everything went really wrong after that, the trash bag exploded in the bus, most of us where ready to puke, Steve O couldn’t stop screaming and I was about to cry. Fortunately we managed, after many attempts, to get the trash safely to its destination. Traumatized and very nauseous, some of us couldn’t eat any dinner. We have learned our lesson, never leave the trash in the can for more than five days, this one was in it for two weeks.
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