Monday, June 27, 2011

Shedding the shed.

I spent this weekend watching my Dad  take down my shed. I gave the dog a bath.

It didn't look like it was going to be a big job. It gave the impression that it was only standing out of habit and because the spider crickets had it too scared to do otherwise. It looked thoroughly rotted, rusted and on the way out. It looks all innocent and helpless. It lies.

It also lied about being a sad little wood shed. That was a clever disguise, it was at the same time a sad little metal shed. Not only was it double-knit, it had a skeleton of 2x4s. It was built like a Transformer. In its time off it fought crime and prevented alien invasion. If the tree had fallen on this house, the tree would have lost. It only appeared to be rotted and dangerous. It was dangerous all right, to Martians

Could still stand a hurricane. Ridiculously over-built, I could have used it as a storm shelter, it may have been a DIY bomb shelter.

 Not going to go down without a fight.

 Down to the ground. The tornado didn't know what it was up against.
 Yard without shed
 Ready for  the brand new tenant. The pretty, pretty new tenant.(Coming Soon!)

The shed killer. Thanks Dad!!

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