The delinquent postman drops at least 2 elastic bands (used to bundle up the post) on the drive each week. Lazy militant sickly postmen. Hate the fuckers.
It might seem trivial but it’s becoming rather irksome now. I’m always picking up the wretched things and my cats are inclined to chew on them. Which, as anyone dealing with a hacking vomiting cat knows, is not good!
I am now collecting them in order to create a life sized voodoo doll of him (postman not cat). I have already finished the head (see below).
It will, over the weekend be fashioned into this type of arrangement. Which I will present to him nailed to the front door with a chirpy message attached, reading “this is you. you “.