Tags: outhouses
You ever driving out in the country and see an outhouse and wonder, hmm, what’s IN there?
No?
Oh, my God, I am weird. So I saw this outhouse near an empty cabin. I’d noticed it before, and had taken this exterior photo (left) a while back, but this time I actually got out of my car, scrambled over the bank and through the weeds….and opened the door. And peeked inside. (Will I stop at nothing in my pursuit of the finest in investigative reporting here in the country?)
Here’s what I found:

Mashed potatoes.


















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Outhouses aren’t my investigative desire, but I’ll just about break my neck lookin’ in peoples opened windows in the evening. Then there are the contents of garages. I’m just plain nosey.
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It kind of goes along with my mom’s story on her blog
http://betzibu.blogspot.com/2007/12/tragedy-of-red-buttons.html#links
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