This past Saturday, I went back into the trash. We have been saving the trash for about 2 1/2 weeks, the can was over full, the lid would not shut. Of course the stuff in the bottom was a bit older and smelled a bit more, but I was so happy that my wife agreed to it all. She also had me get a 1/2 gallon of ice cream, let it melt so she could pour it over me. Turns out, red velvet was not a good choice, I looked like a strawberry when I got out. So, Saturday night we were at our neighbors for a fire and were doing some drinking. After, we went home, waited about an hour till the neighbors all were inside, I took the bin and put it in our garage just in case anyone was out and about. I took all the bags out except a couple int he bottom for padding. I jumped in, she dumped the melted ice cream all over me. It was so slimy, and felt so good though. She then proceeded to put the rest of the bags in. Now keep in mind that the bin was already over full before I was in it. She continued to just pack them in as best she could. I loved how she just kept dropping them in as if I was not in there. Not a care in the world for me inside the bin...or so how I imagined it. She just kept going, pushing them down with her hands. All but a 2 small bags were now heaped into the bin, she tried to close the lid, but it was several inches open. She got a ladder, to put more pressure down on it but it still wouldn't close. For some reason she was really into it this time, normally she would have just left it at that. But this time she pushed down on the lid with all her strength, held the lid in place and sat on it, I could feel all the trash around me crunch, and crush into place all around me. My face was smashed up against the side of the bin, trash bag on the other side, it was amazing. The lid did close, she sat there for a minute to make sure it was settled. She got up, asked if I was okay, a muffled yep came out of my mouth, and she walked into the house. I sat like that for some time, not sure how long exactly, then I had to move. I pushed up on the trash pushing the lid up for fresh air. With the lid now kept open I could really relax. I fell asleep at that point. It was almost 6 hours later that my wife came out to get me. She had the alarm set so she could come get me before the kids got up and I could clean up. It was by far the best trash can play yet for me. She was also at her best this time. I hope to do more again as the summer goes on. Great start to summer!
