Bleep,bleep,bleep,bleep (O boy dialing phone)
"hey O, what's up?"
"I'm calling both Nicks and their sisters. I need some help up the hill. It's curb trash week and every bodies cleaning out for the holidays. There is some awesome stuff for my tree-house."
"If you want, I could drive around and we could load it in the car".
Shaking his head profusely he said,"What's the use of recycling if we are just using petrol to go get it. I want my friends to help me, but come down later though."
Ok, it's later......I'm heading down cardiac hill (named for when you climb up it) and in the distance I see something waving in the trees.
What is that?
"Look what else I found. This incredible porch swing. Now I can drink hot coco right here."
A hauled kitchen cabinet from an earlier curb dive.
I would love to tell you the exact location of this curb stash but I've been sworn to secrecy by both Nicks, their sisters, and a boy called "0". ;)