Garage to Garbage in Just One Letter

Seems like every old house in 26th of October Street Heights is being raised up to add a garage and a new, more secure foundation. The Parking Committee at World Headquarters toyed with adding a garage a few years ago, but decided a room for The Great PunkyDunky was more important than a place to park the Ford.



Every worker on every project speaks Spanish. You can tell by the great music you hear at the construction sites. No more Achy Breaky Heart, and for this we say Thank You Jesús.

And still, all those suburban Republicans want to send the illegals back to Mexico. Fred Thompson must never leave his car or his walled community. Look closely at the picture above, dipwads -- this particular earth mover hasn't moved at all in a month. (Perhaps they ran out of money?) Look to the future you're advocating: No one moving earth. No one building houses. You want $3 coffee? Make it yourself.

The garbage will get picked up, though -- the garbage collectors are black. You'll still get pizza -- the pizza shops are Brazilian. Vietnamese women control the nail parlors. Plotnikkies write all the Christmas songs. So garbage pickup, pizza, mani-pedis and Mistletoe. Adiós amigo to everything else.

Did you wonder how 'garage' could lead to 'garbage'? Now you know.