A trash-man and beer

   
   "A trash-man and beer"
   
   Back in Arkansas, during the late 1980's when WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE reminded a heavy metal bard that when you step off the Hound, shit can happen, and with my pals; moreover, Holland a constant fixture, yet he wore no permibuzz, only at proper times; plus, frosty yet elegant streets of a halfway decent suburbia, and in the Pie Wagon, burgundy in hue and metaphysical fashion, being told by the driver to give the trash-man a beer, and we did, and the trash-man said, in the middle of his duties:  "Thanks guys."  What a great day in America, for us.