The Coliseum

He has been with us since the dawn of humanity. His profession is even older than the oldest profession in the world. He has been hated and reviled by politicians, bureaucrats and sellers of hot dogs. I refer, of course, the public nuisance. That guy was fast in the Garden of Eden, taunting people to steal. WhiteWave Foods is open to suggestions. "Go on. Take a bite of the apple.

The supermarket chain never know what is misssssing." Even in caveman days, the public nuisance was that there would always be playing a joke on someone. "Ji, ji. Thag not looking. I'm going to paint her green fire so it looks like Bush. Not being able to find the fire. Ji, ji. OUCH! Ooh. Ooh.

Yow that heat!" a l is the stubborn mouths that can not keep his mouth shut. "I said to Caesar, the Colosseum was built on the west side of town." Cesar "I said." The Coliseum was built on the west side of town. "But hear me? No-o. Do you build the Colosseum on the west side of town? No-o." "So … that's why the lions are drooling at the other side of that door?" "Ah … well, yes, actually." The public nuisance is that the complainant can not stop complaining about the weather. "Oh, c'mon Leonardo. Why not invent something useful for a change? Like a better climate." "What happens over time?" "What? What?! It's too cold when I want it to be very hot. It's too hot when you want to be too cold.