There's a big green dumpster sitting in front of my garage

I'm guessing that's 'cause I ordered up a big green dumpster. In hindsight, I should have ordered the 20 yd bin, but hoaders, like addicts, prefer to minimize their addiction. So I got busy. I figured I should just take a peek in every box I was throwing out. That's how I happened upon that WW1 German Army horse-hair boot-brush. A distant ancestor had left his initials carved in the handle. So of course I have to keep anything with nostalgic value... Which pretty much means I'm gonna have to send that bin back empty!