That's what my shirt says. It's one of my favorite shirts. The shirt has a map of all the streets in Atlanta that have peach or peachtree in their name. I figured that was a better title than, "Hey, look at me touching nasty stinky beer bottles!"
Cause that's what I'm doing in this post.
While my brother-in-law was staying with my in-laws, he drank lots of pop and beer, but the cans and bottles in garbage bags in the backyard, and left them for us to recycle. (That's not a complaint, RJ, it's a thank you!) Along with all of our recyclables, we took them to the bottle depot to get our deposits back.
We had holy-crap, oh-my-gosh, so many bottles.
It took almost half an hour to sort through them all.
This bag was leaking.
We donated some cans to the children's hospital.
Yay, good deed for the day.