When I tossed my apple core into a garbage can, I noticed a bottle that had a pen inside and I thought, 'that's odd'.
I threw the bottle, pen and apple into the garbage can.
As I finished writing the sentence to answer the question, I laid my pen back upon the table, when I suddenly noticed a burnt piece of parchment in the garbage can. When I inspected the parchment I realized that I had already written one sentence but had continued to make another. And then subsequently followed suit with another, lost in thought I turned my attention back to the rubbish to determine what it was.
And alas to my surprise, that when my vision focused upon the parchment I was to make a discovery so shocking and vulgar that I slammed my bottle of brandy upon my desk in a rage! For within that piece of parchment was the image that shall forever haunt my nights and cloud my days. The image burned now not just upon a piece of rubbish but also upon my minds eye. My tears flowed down from my face and soaked into this image of revolt-ion and pure filth!
As I choked back tears I focused one last time, and discovered there was more than first seen. For this was not just a picture of my dearly beloved Michelle with another man!!!
His hands draped across her shoulders, their lips in an embrace of that not fit for public viewing, but most enraging of all was the not one, but two half eaten apple cores protruding from her naked orifices.
Did I keep you guessing?
My pen exploded on my apple so I threw it in the bottle shaped garbage can.
a pen wrote on a bottle containing an apple in a garbage.
She figured out how to pop the cap off her bottle of apple juice and threw in the garbage can. It was hillarious!
I thought it was time that I kicked the bottle when I found my pen and my apple in the garbage can! :)