A Trash Can At Its Finest

( Trashcan is beside a streetlight at a shopping center and a child is poking it with the mother is getting annoyed with the child )

Trash can: Respect me ;ooooo

Child: iza trash can mum

Mom: throw your trash away or back away from the trash can

Trash can:  don’t leave me..

Child: k mum

(the child kicks  Trash can and then waddles away)

Trash can: i call abuse.

~scene two~

(it is raining and dark outside)

Trashcan: why do i have to get wet and nasty this is trashism

( elderly man goes to get trash can )

Trashcan: god, is that you?!

Man: ehhhhh

Trash can: HEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOO REspond!!

*trash can realizes that no one can hear him, he is a trash can after all*

Trash can: oh.

Man: this is nasty and wet jesus

(the Man drags Trash can inside the store and turns off lights walks out the door and locks it up.)

Trash can: this is the life i has always wanted, Praise the lord im inside now. THANKS GOD!

       THE TRASH CAN LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.

                     ~End~