On this bright and bountiful Monday, I returned to the scene of the crime and did a little CSI clean-up...even found 4 full cans of beer left over, and of course, Handleballs' pet puppy still lying in state like he has been for years now. Who knows what kind of asshat leaves a dead dog in a half-kennel without a proper burial, but if we had run into he/she that night, it would have gotten Hulk Hoganish real fast like. But like Jesus Chrysler said to me many times during the Ride for Death, 'leave no trace'...so, since I was in the neighborhood, I stopped back in to tidy the place up with my feather duster and Honey Wagon; and take a few pix during the daylight hours for your enjoyment...
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