A very Strange Request...

So I sit down to dinner and I hear a very loud knock on my door. Who could that be.... it was the ghetto children again. They wanted a dollar to take down my trash. Uh, no. Don't think so I can take down my own trash. If they were 5 it would have been a cute request, but these kids were 12 or 14. Come on, get a life. Go do chores for your parents. I'm not paying to have someone else take down my trash. I can do it myself. I may be a girl, but I am a do it yourself kinda gal.... After all I am the Juggernaut Bitch...