Where you Bin?

Believe me when I tell you that nothing impacts neighbourly relationships like a missing rubbish bin.

So what have those dirty bin-stealers done to earn one's ire you ask?

Well, for starters, the invertebrates have hidden our giant recycle bin so well that not even the leet roof-scaling, leaping, and fence-peering-through binja skills of Salsa Girl and I have been able to uncover the locale of its internment.

One fears that a call to the council for a replacement will only fan the flickering flames of utter enmity one feels for those rubbish receptacle removing reptiles, when the council staff pose an inflammatory question such as: Perhaps one of your neighbours has accidentally taken it in sir?

ACCIDENTALLY!!!
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