Before Greg lets you think, poor Greg, he’s always stuck taking out the trash (referencing stinky chicken blog post), I would like to point out what I took out on Monday, sorted by recycleables.
In Greg’s world: bottles, cans, cardboard, newspapers, white paper = (respectively) “out of beer”, “done cooking”, dead tree, dead tree, dead tree = trash
See that oversize box with the Goldfish label in the front, that was one of those hidden food boxes she brought back from Costco six months ago.
Yeah, but you ate them, dincha?