Monday Garbage

Ladies, it's Wheelie-Bin Night.
That's right, girls. Time to open up the big flap and dump it all down.
Check out the funky black wheels, girls. Smell the rubber; it's vulcanised. I've greased my axel and now it's dripping.
Oh yeah, honeys. Wheelie-Bin Night. Time to get filthy. Time to unwrap those feather-light liners, baby. Long, sleek and black. Just the way you like it.
Don't be shy, girls. Let's see those big white numbers that you normally keep hidden away. Some people might say it's dirty. But we know that's just trash.