Tranny CD no more

I woke up and *boom* had an answer to that CD problem...

I took the dog for a walk, found the CD, and, although the sewers clearly indicate not to litter with this nifty little green/blue sticker, and, although the city's redone the grates so that not much bigger than a few leaves at a time can run under and parallel to our streets, the people in question are now doing their banging in the city sewers, thanks to a freaky-weird chick writhing with the CD to stuff it down the drain. I hope no one was watching. The dog lifting his eyebrow was enough.

I send my kids to the empty lot adjacent to that lot to play baseball. Sorry, city, I had to do something.

Go with the flow...