I firstly walked past it think nothing of it, then in the back of my head I had an idea (Its one of those feelings you get when you know that you've walked past something that'll you'll never see again, one of my basic principles of taking pictures), so I took a photo of it for safe keeping.But anyway when I got home, I started to think how that trolley got there. I mean it was obviously a bunch of kids (although i might be wrong I don't want to go all
Daily Mail on yo ass!) that'd thought it be funny to steal a trolley from Tesco's supermarket (yes i checked the label) and take it up the main road near my house. To think the effort that it must have taken to do that, you've got to go to the supermarket, put a pound to get the bloody trolley out, and then (like a fucking ninja) wheel it out of the supermarket without anyone noticing. only someone with the brain the size of a slight salted nut, could think that's fun. But i digress from the main point. I like to think that every person has some kind of purpose in life, now just remember that we are in a country where any person could do anything with a little hard work and determination. One of these small brain idiots could become a politician (god forbid) or someone more important like a Doctor or a Pilot (did you get the subtle hint there?). Sometimes it just scares even me (I'm only 18 after all and still a teenager Rebellious type in my own way) that these imbeciles that nicked a fucking trolley, could end up DUN DUN DUR RUNNING THE COUNTRY! However before society completely implodes, thankfully we have a measure in place to deal with anti-socials like these.
It's called an ASBO.
Your Honor, I rest my case.
MT
