A bench and a trashcan were taking their day in the sun.
"I'm feeling particularly good today," said the bench.
"How is that possible? You've got bird poop on your head!" snorted the trashcan, turning its face to the bright afternoon sun.
"No, I'm feeling positively exuberant!" beamed the bench.
"I'm sorry, but you are much too bumpy for that!" retorted the trashcan.
"Well! You're in a rotten mood today!" blustered the bench.
The trashcan shifted restlessly and burped, "I think I ate something bad."
"Well, let's try this next student," said the bench, letting the sun warm its back. "Maybe this one will be more ripe!"
The bench tried one student on his back, but found that he was much too skinny for his friend the trashcan. The bench let his bumpy back poke the student's bony butt, and the student soon wandered on to more comfortable venues. The next student was very plump however.
"Here, this one looks good!" The bench bucked and rolled the student into the open mouth of the trashcan. The trashcan swallowed happily.
"Much better," smacked the trashcan.
"You have some book on your chin," said the bench.
"Thank you." The book followed the student in a quick gulp. "Isn't it a lovely day?" sighed the trashcan.
"Quite!" said the bench and enjoyed the rest of the sunny afternoon.