My dad quirky maniacal love for buckets
The more I grow, the more I realize how similar I am to my dad.
We are both quirky, creative, and mainly we don't throw away anything.
My dad doesn't collect stuff, he just keeps accumulate rubbish that my mum tells him to throw away.
When I came back home, in Italy, during my last holiday, I saw that my dad was using buckets to collect rain water.
An amount of buckets that nobody needs and that he is accumulating, for who knows what logical rational.
Here I want to show you some buckets
And more buckets....
And more buckets....
And more buckets.....
And more buckets....
My dad!
More buckets without selfie.
Please, go ahead and criticize the narcissistic self absorbed aspect of the selfie and how it effects our hyper individualistic ego driven society...
Haha, your face says it all. I, for one, am impressed by the amount of buckets.
...>.< It's weird... yeah ... ha ha old men. They just have odd ways sometimes.
Connect them up to a drip irrigation system for some plants and you turn something useless into something beautiful.
Now that's thinking!
Con't judge unless you walk a km in their shoes! :}
I will not psychoanalyze anything. What I will say is this post is hysterically funny! Picture after picture it kept getting funnier.
I agree that this is a funny post about buckets! lol
Selfies are bad? I grew up without many pictures of me, I'm just making up for lost time. You need to figure out a way to use a frame on each bucket, maybe a stackable art gallery. All I could think while reading this was about an old commercial, Mr. Bucket
Coming to a contemporary Sicilian art gallery soon!
nice post
Thanks!
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