Is there some sort of unwritten rule that says you don’t have to clean up after your pets because there’s snow on the ground? Do you really think it’s okay to leave your fucking dogshit wherever you want just because it’s wintertime?
You lazy, inconsiderate pack of fuckwads.
Guess what, genius? Snow melts eventually. Sometimes, even in the middle of January. Did you think that that steaming pile of shit was going to disappear before it ever thawed a bit?
It didn’t. And now, on the whole way to work, I’m dodging slimy, stinky shitpiles. The fucking sidewalks are like goddamned fecal minefields. All different sizes, shapes, and colors of motherfucking dogshit all over the fucking sidewalks.
You dirty, no-good sons of bitches. You pick up the dogshit all year long and then it snows and you figure that just because the falling snow will cover it up temporarily, you don’t have to scoop it. I wish I had the whole lot of you in front of me right now so that I could grab you by the back of your fucking lazy, irresponsible heads and rub your faces in the soggy, repulsive mounds of nasty shit.
Assholes.