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Wed 9 Aug, 2006 12:08 pm
Hi everybody,
My friend here has a pile of newspapers, and he doesn't know what to do
with them?. Yesterday, he filled his car with these papers and gave a
large number of them to every garage he knows. But, still the problem
persist, and there is no place for recycling thing here.
Appreciate your ideas and help.
I'm sorry, but I don't know where "here" is (after looking at your profile).
Perhaps if you told us where here is, we could help.
However, the first thing that came to mind now is to contact the newspaper company from where these newspapers predominantly come and see if they can take them or suggest something.
How's that?
I have very grave news: there is NO WAY to crawl out of this tragic conundrum. Your friend must live with these papers forever. Perhaps he could petition the Presdident for federal relief, but that too might be useless. This is no little tsunami--it's a huge pile of goddamn papers we're talkin' about! I'm praying for both of you.
I agree with gargamel, the situation is grave indeed. I just closed my eyes and tried to say a little prayer for your friend but I was haunted by an image of your friend, only his hand visible as the papers multiplied and slowly crushed him to death.
His hand went limp. Then a small butterfly landed on his hand, almost a symbol of some sort of metamorphosis, as if your friend's spirit was lifted from the oppressive pile of newspapers which had haunted him for so long and now he was, finally, and forever, free. Free to let the winds carry him throughout the world.
At the funeral.... shed no tears.
gustavratzenhofer wrote:I agree with gargamel, the situation is grave indeed. I just closed my eyes and tried to say a little prayer for your friend but I was haunted by an image of your friend, only his hand visible as the papers multiplied and slowly crushed him to death.
His hand went limp. Then a small butterfly landed on his hand, almost a symbol of some sort of metamorphosis, as if your friend's spirit was lifted from the oppressive pile of newspapers which had haunted him for so long and now he was, finally, and forever, free. Free to let the winds carry him throughout the world.
At the funeral.... shed no tears.
I had a vision of the funeral attendant stuffing the newspapers up his ass to keep the smell down because he was penniless and no one would step up and pay for the enbalming procedure... so in death, he made the papers useful... what a guy.... he will be missed....
Use 'em for hair coloring:
http://www.able2know.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=2191810#2191810
PS Navigator is in China, I believe.
Didn't navigator used to have an avatar that looked like she was peering through a porthole?
Hey, I've just returned from my personal think tank. And I have an idea!Maybe if this fellow READS the papers, they will go away. You know, because they'll be all used up.
There's hope!
The best thing to do would be to drive several thousand miles to the nearest recycling location. This has the added bonus of disposing of dozens of gallons of gasoline.
he could try eating it, whlile not very nutritional, paper is low in calories, but high in fibre, most inks are now vegetable based, thus helping to increase his daily intake of veggies
Hi, navigator. One may also make newspaper logs by rolling them tightly and tieing them with twine. They make wonderful log substitutes if compressed.
Incidentally, navigator is a young man who cares for an ill brother and father. He also writes and appreciates music. I have forgotten, but I think he is somewhere in the East.
Use them for garden mulch. At the end of the year, they're all crumbly and ready for the compost heap.
I do not suggest this for ornamental gardens.
Letty is right. And get your eyes off him. He is married.
I'm sorry to be a party pooper, but, uh.......fire should do the trick.
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