Junk food rotting out teeth and building up my
Junk in the trunk.
Junk bonds morphing into
Junk mortgages turning into
Junk in the yards of foreclosed homes hit with
Junk fees from money-hungry
Junkie credit lenders forever in need of a fix.
Junk taking over my dining room AKA my
Junkyard filled with almost as much
Junk as you'd find out in space.
Junk email filling two accounts and
Junk mail overfilling my mailbox particularly at this time of
Junk politicians spewing political
Junk at every turn.
Junk overtaking the blog in the form the prompt
Junk from Sunday Scribblings.
Being mostly PG-13 rated I won't talk about
Junk of the R-rated variety. For now.
[Photo courtesy European Space Agency via BBC.]