And I don’t mean in that slutty “girls gone wild on spring break” kind of way. People are just prone to leave debris wherever they go. From the middle of the Mojave desert to the center of the arctic circle. Wherever man can drive, fly, or crawl; man will leave a mess.
McCann likes to take us into the woods for a couple of hours every day while the wee one sleeps. He whines about it and calls it his chore, but we know it is far more about preserving his own sanity than ours. After a long morning of baby wrangling, he is more than ready to head into the wild and enjoy the solitude it provides.
Nothing like being smack dab in the middle of nowhere to clear your cluttered mind. All alone in nature. Birds singing, trees creaking, water rambling, wind blowing the dust off your weary soul. Pee wherever u like. Beagle paradise.Then all of a sudden u look down to find a broken beer bottle. Shards of glass shattered over the grass just waiting to pierce the tender pads of an unsuspecting pup. Sadly, this happens far more often than u might think. On at least 2 occasions I have found myself in the doggy emergency clinic undergoing stitches because some fraking idiot decided to walk 3 miles into the forest, drink a budlight, and then smash the bottle on the ground because he was too lazy to carry it back out. I mean, what kind of person does that? What kind of no mind, careless, misanthrope would go so far out of his way to ruin what little bit of the natural world we have left?
I don’t know, but If I ever catch one of these arseholes in the act, I’m gonna chew his nuts off......
then drag them over a broken beer bottle.

Tosh