Dumpster Diving (Stick Figures In Peril!)

If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times: "There's NOTHING in the world more fun than cavorting in and around a fetid, offal-stuffed dumpster!"

But it should come as no surprise that, should you happen to be a Stick Figure, such a joyous activity is fraught with terrible Peril.

Why?

Because, contrary to what many Stick Figures believe, the immediate area surrounding dumpsters does not possess a different gravitational field than the rest of the planet. Clamber up onto a dumpster and start dancing a furious jig ... and you WILL plunge, ass-first, to the hard, unforgiving pavement below, a pulverized coccyx your only bitter reward.

"Oh no! My beautiful, unpulverized coccyx!"

But that's not the only Peril a Stick Figure risks when he stubbornly refuses to scuttle out of the dumpster like a frightened raccoon.

Let's not forget all the tipping. Which inevitably leads to all the terrible, terrible crushing.

"In Russia, dumpster dives on you!"

Till next we meet ...