Water bottle #12 meets its demise.

Dang it all. Barbara threw me away when Arin was not looking.  Down the garbage chute I went along with a coconut that Barbara had finished drinking. I am a little bit angry at the coconut, because Barbara likes to buy these on the street, stick a straw in them and drink the juice instead of drinking me, but all was forgiven after we were sent down the garbage chute together.  He let me ride on his back and I had the ride of a lifetime. I don't know if you have ever heard a coconut bouncing off the walls of a metal garbage chute for 16 stories, but what a racket we made!