Two empty aluminum cans and one clothing tag.
I’m at my sisters. She has kids.
Sooooo much mess.
Trash? None.
Clutter / work-in-progress: No comment.
This comment has inspired me to move all the “work in progress” off my desk and on to some other table today.
Zero. I’m on a public transit train. Surprisingly no trash. It isn’t clean, but no litter.
Some things are trash, while some I just need to move to better places.
Does dog fur count as trash?
That would be the floor, upon which I’m standing. Opinions vary as to exactly how much trash I constitute.
I had a neighbor who had a big hedge right in the middle of his yard. I asked him about it one day.
He said that it was his father’s 1934 ford that he had parked there in 1961 when it quit working. He drained the fluids and left it in the front yard for the rainy earth to eat it through and grow up into a new hedge.
Nearly 200 pounds of trash made up of 70% water and a bunch of carbons… 🙃
You shouldn’t talk about your mother like that.
Lmao my mom actually weighs less than me.
My mom was like: “why u so fat? lose some weight jesus christ”
And I was like: “Sorry mom, I’ve become American. It’s your fault for bringing me here.”
Yep that’s my excuse. I’m fat? No, I’m just American.
Lmao didn’t ask; just a joke ;)
None because I’m laying in bed and my nightstand is too small for garbage.
No trash, loooootta dust.
Do you consider the sofa I’m sat on a surface? In that case one me.
Hey, don’t talk about our friend Denjin that way.
Lots of clutter, no trash. Maybe some of the papers in the coffee table that my toddler has scribbled on are trash, but I’m saving those for re-use until they get crumpled or I see her choose not to use them when she’a drawing.
None!
…but that’s because I’m on the shitter and not at my desk.
Empty can, a tooth-pick and a piece of wrapper from a cookie packaging I just opened
