No stones, please...

I hate taking to lawn clippings to the dump. The bag stinks as it's usually been in the store for a few days, making heat and flies. And people at the dump aren't the nicest. Not the staff- they are invariably helpful. But a sort of waste induced madness seems to take hold of the patrons who jostle and push and act very aggressively.
Ah, the modern world. Got to love it, eh?