My Crimson Hexagon

I Got In Trouble

It wasn't my fault! Nobody ever told me it was illegal to beat the crap out of garbage bags!
My parents were going to throw away my old aluminum t-ball bat, so I said NO WAY, I can use that thing! So I took it home and I was going to just leave it near my door in case some nut tried to break into my house and I could whack him with it, but then I saw that my neighbors left a whole bunch of garbage bags filled with GARBAGE, JUST OUTSIDE MY DOOR!! I was so angry! I started running as fast as I could toward the garbage bags, swinging my bat over my head like a flag and the next thing I knew banana peels and dirty diapers and half-eaten tacos were flying all over the place, and then cops were wrestling me to the ground. They said I was screaming "GARBAGE! GARBAGE! GARBAGE!" like a lunatic, but I can't remember that too much. They didn't arrest me because the neighbors didn't want to press charges, but they made me pick up all the garbage even though I was barfing all over the place. Oh, and they took my bat.